This is a song about "Colt 45"

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

I been strivin for mine ever since i left brittania court/

No this ain't silver, this is my dilemma

Shoot bullets in your direction, 45 para

Simeon in the first class front seat to the top/

Aiyyo cam before the cops rush, close the spot

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Best shit to come out the ville, call me the bluegrass biggie/

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Where 45's if it's black on chrome just to hear their cries, when rolling

Ey, butt rape on a female cop

Dare piss me off, come, shoot you with this 45 glock

I mean shit, half my senior class done went and got arrested/

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit