This is a song about "Black people with no weapons"

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

Words are weapons (weapons)

Our rights, fight 'em back, the white and black with weapons drawn,

Pay a whole semester in a motherfucking song

Just the way he likes embarrassing people with no degree

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

And align the mic with my torturous weapons

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

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

The power of knowledge threatens, im educated with weapons

Whilst i glide with black crows,

No, no, we are not those

And the v12, that's on various trips

Words are weapons (weapons)

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

Don't need no smith & wesson, got my fists for weapons