This is a song about "Automatic guns"

To the jurrasic, in fact the nack's almost automatic

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

Remember my guns like a mic,

All you wanna do is get that stick

That was my influence

Without the sound of guns

Expose/ those who lack rhymes that are automatic

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick

Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains

You can't evade my guns,

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Artillery weak with guns

Lyrically i'm extravagant fully automatic the devils advocate,

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

How to fix this, need a mechanic/ if only recovery was automatic/

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick