This is a song about "Beretta"

She just let me beat and you an acapella kind fella

Holes in they sweater, from my lyrical beretta

I'm abusing the sunshine so i'm technically blind

Go run and hide before i let the beretta guide through your mind

Money goes away with shots from a black beretta

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

My mouth is like a lyrical beretta, my words are bullets

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids