This is a song about "Bob got guns"

Listen close just in case she don’t know my intentions

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns

Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone

Growin out my dreads, i'm bob marley mon

We bustin' like shot guns

These chalance give me balance

But i dont carry guns

3m's on my new balance

New love is so beautiful. time just makes it ugly

Yo i got, guns from italy, smoke trees, considerably

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt

Let me mom know i got in a fight and guns were dispersed