This is a song about "Bottle and a gun"

From the passion, ya hands reaching for the sheets to grab

Might as well hand em a gun if you give him the pen and pad

Thats why sometimes i smoke and hit the bottle

Weird niggas make sick too i don't need no pistol

I told him get his 9 and run

In the car with a gun,

Verbs are my attack, crack a bottle and unpack more words to go onto the track,

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

What if i don't pay taxes and buy a gun illegaly in a different section

She showed me affection like a drug dealer using her pocket for my protection

Rap a tommy gun and shoot you down like a gangster

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

If its not couture, i will not go to her

And i just bought a new ray gun from the future

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

And i just bought a new ray gun from the future