This is a song about "Ammunition"

Now im using my words for ammunition

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

But i ain’t mad, i’ll just use my words as my ammunition

Hmmm where should i begin

Got all my ammunition

Metaphor's my ammunition reloading i'm an android, in a lyrical standpoint

If a nikka tryna beat u/ ask em for a round/ nah dat yall know about me/ i hope that yall enjoyed/

After i stuffed you with ammunition.

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Rapping rapid fire with unlimited ammunition

So get your glass lift it up in the toast position