This is a song about "Cannon"

God damn it i'm cramming a hand cannon in my pants with,

This ain't mine, it's ricky, but shhh don't tell my bitches

Yeah my niggas stay with a little attitude

Imagine a loose cannon, lacking the balls to shoot

Now im doing cannon balls

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

Whether it's god almighty, or the almighty dollar

Throwing faggots to the wolves y'all niggas is some cannon fodder

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

For desert she have vanilla dannon from my yogurt cannon

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

Don't care about cool fashion/i'm a loose cannon

I have a dick like a cannon and sperm like a cannonball

It is not hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

Cold world no blanket son

Spitting it like a cannon/