This is a song about "Bradley smith"

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

You know i got that soul like i'm bessie smith.

Make them more insecure when they caught one

But i'm good with a smith n wesson.

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

Because we're rappin' tighter, don't need a smith and wesson,

Look, i got no time for that type of connection

This track rips, a smith and wesson is my protection

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

I tacked, now my eyes bare they aren't john smith blank stares,

Like wolverine stepson attacking a deadly weapon

Nerds are testing, hit 'em when i switch to smith and wesson,

Come on girl, close your eyes pretend that your home

I was so young, raised in the streets of fort smith, homegrown

One shot out of my new smith and wesson

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run