This is a song about "Cody smith"

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

But it was africa the continent we all came from

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

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

Ill teach smith and wesson a lesson like freshmen

Bamas surprised, deprived from attention

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

To you ‘n cody, we were all joking,

Cold world no blanket son

Fuck a smith an wesson

You can read what i say on twitter, im the loud-mouth jaden smith

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

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

Baby, just come close, let me play in your hair

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Think you're fresh? talk to will smith. i've rocked these hills since