This is a song about "Bussin yo gun dont make you no gangsta"

Get yo bitch get out this act like you get shit dont , lets start this shit

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

Dont make a peep now skeet skeet do start what you

Or michael vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through

You aint no grave digger, now drop the gun 'n stop fuckin with her/

Pray for peace with the babies, they a beast in the summer

No acting gangsta if you are not from the hood.

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good

If you dont that nigga gone make you get handcuff

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

You aint no guy,you dont even look like a girl

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

You toyz dont know how to armour a real gun