This is a song about "Brandon smith"

Everybody seems to misread every sentence

Think you're fresh? talk to will smith. i've rocked these hills since

I'm catching myself depositing these feelings she withdraw from

If guns is for pussies i'd still pull out that smith and wesson

And mansions on the fault line of a shaky market

As god as my witness, this will smith spit real shit

Bout to plan a 211, murder your partner he'll meet you in heaven

We dont die, starin down the barrel of a smith & wesson

I need something to hold fuck that passive aggression

This track rips, a smith and wesson is my protection

One more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race

Call me hannibal smith, but you are trying to save this disgraced face.

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Don't need no smith & wesson, got my fists for weapons

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

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun