This is a song about "Blight gun"

I'm mental, it's instrumental

Puts that gun to his temple

On the bible you can run

Grab my knife and my gun

I'll like to tell you i'm the type to get all woman

Witches tongue, trigger happy finger on the bristling gun

Till the baddest one killed with a gun.

Top ranked, number one my son

Make them more insecure when they caught one

Now look around you. did you see a gun?

Speak with conviction or we shouldn't listen

Niggas wanna pick up a fuckin gun

Living my life like i'm living right

I don't even have to fight, i'm past the blight

I see you wack-ass rappers as a blight, infection/

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin