This is a song about "Are sremmurd"

Revolvers, automatics, guns stay silent

Why are you crying, are you frightened.

We brain freezers,but are rhymes are hot.

Uhh! yeah smokin yeah i should stop

Gangsters are pussies and thugs are lame

It's a shameso much pressure on my brain

The truth shall be told

Are so good while yours are mold

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

You are excess,you are nobody to me,you are stranger

Are your hands still shaking? are those aids?

Ya'll bullshittin', still goin on dates

My raps are good, yours are bad..

Wonder if they take it all back

That gyal want mi ride har

Fuck friends (as if they are)