This is a song about "Burritos and guns"

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns

My city's culture to the game now in existence

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

Guns, knives, and gear, i'm a military volunteer, now it's all clear,

Pull out guns and let 'em spark

And by the way i'mma start

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment

Had to pull out the guns and let em pump free

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

Real enough to admit i listen to people's opinions

We got dat guns and flow

But now the dough like kaiser bro

I, slap bitchez and toke guns for fun

I beach chair, with my malibu vision