This is a song about "Claire smith"

Because we're rappin' tighter, don't need a smith and wesson,

Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from

Taught a lesson with a smith and wesson you're crying for protection

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

I tacked, now my eyes bare they aren't john smith blank stares,

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

My fists are weapons, don't need the smith and wesson,

If i had a life jacket cause i'm not that dumb

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Ill teach smith and wesson a lesson like freshmen

You know i got that soul like i'm bessie smith.

The emergency room, gettin stitches

Nerds are testing, hit 'em when i switch to smith and wesson,

She never ready to go so she forever come

Never agree with that message

I'm a word smith, but the lines are blurred bitch