This is a song about "Bob jones got guns ready and prepared"

Swear i will murk any beat

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Gotta be prepared for any and all cases

And i ain't never plan to be famous

Cause in 16 years, you let your kid down the existence, none

He's a mixture of mathers, jones, and lamont coleman,

Fuck kissing and hugging. they love pushing your buttons

Rullette russian rappers and guns related they cousins,

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

But no, i wasn't prepared, you were all that i got

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

I know mario's on the hook, but i was playing duck hunt

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,