This is a song about "Ammo"

Or hearing the noise of ammo

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

Guns and ammo hidden for when i wanna lash back at the staff

Knowing i can go wherever and get 8 more

He's being cornered, with little ammo in store

I pack more ammo than a trooper,

I am the streets, the future

Most determined, but with the smallest of funds to show

Just like some niggas say they got bullets my hands are ammo

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

Government is frontin, homeland bought a billion rounds of ammo

My rants will bring cause mental instincts give me ample ammo since

And to pretend as if 2pac is not these dudes intentions