This is a song about "Claire smith"

Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some

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

Cuz bitches can manipulate in several different ways

Call me hannibal smith, but you are trying to save this disgraced face.

Born alone, work alone, die alone

I was so young, raised in the streets of fort smith, homegrown

Listen close just in case she don’t know my intentions

Don't need no smith & wesson, got my fists for weapons

I'm fresher than will smith walking through bel air.

No! it ain't fair, but we all bear and do our share

Ill teach smith and wesson a lesson like freshmen

Bitch i got my swag card, natural protection

Suffering a midlife crisis, but have you seen how ridiculous my wife is?

Ill teach smith and wesson a lesson like freshmen with the lyrical bullets im blessed with

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

And these artists don't need me they already rich