This is a song about "Blight gun"

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

And what you wive me let me know that we'll be alright

It's the way we've adapted, though fuck it i made it happen

When you see a star remember that i have a gun.

You talkin bout toting that gun

+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job done

I'm feeling alright,y'all bitchez are blight

But i gotta make sure i’m right

Two thousand one born a son of a gun

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

Keanu reeves, they tell me i’m the one

Your best lines are a rubber band gun

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

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one

Escaping from my fucken gun