This is a song about "Connah smith"

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

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

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

The people scared of annihilation when kingdom come

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

As god as my witness, this will smith spit real shit

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

The streets in need of a king, you can tell 'em i’m home

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

One shot out of my new smith and wesson

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

But i'm good with a smith n wesson.

See, i'm second to no one

With a smith and wessen and your confessing

With a note there and im thinking of reading