This is a song about "By guns"

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Artillery weak with guns

Like banana peels for heels, my spill is so legit

Their guns supplied by governments, and they get paid to cock it,

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

I pack more soul than chicago packs guns,

And don’t offer least of shit to these people’s opinions

Equalizer funds blastin' faster than mounted guns

Keep a barrage of guns ready

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Without the sound of guns

That was my influence

All you wanna do is get that stick

With my guns your get antiquated