This is a song about "Ammo in the chamber"

And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack

Eatem for a snack smothered with ammo no plastic crap

Maybe if i shove some butter in the chamber

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

Shot in the dark, shot in the dark

Know give me a head start

I pack more ammo than a trooper,

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

So step inside my chamber aimed for pearly gates

Now war missiles hand guns and grenades

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

I gotcha frozen in fear, only need one bullet in the chamber

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Aw fuck all this cuz of a poor sculpted gun chamber