This is a song about "Cole smith"

We sometimes acknowledge the beat as from

But i'm good with a smith n wesson.

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

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

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

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

Double m self made we forever rich

Then j cole with the return of some underdog churn

But with these words, i'm as free as an intern

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

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

In the caravan with some latin bitches

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

I’ll catch my breath a little, money alright where i’m from

We at the bar takin shots like bullets from smith and wesson