This is a song about "Bring tha gat"

The twin towers fell

I got tha word as hell

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

We'll look at ratattat, flowing fly with his gat

She just laughs as her life starts flashing back

Strap a gat and blow caps at your skullcap

They think they bring that pain

Money bring pain,money bring gain

Tha hip-hop heights my types are flowin' but tha best

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

Left the keys in the van, with a gat in each hand

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

Man that eats me alive, roll the leaf and get high

Blista in tha upper body, bring em' up so quick i

Phoma you'd be great just keep the (pop) gat

Hold the shit back, say goodbye and go commit that