This is a song about "Connah smith"

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

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

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

Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from

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

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Will smith is the nigga, but what the fuck is up with those kids

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

Ambition mixing liquor with life's lemons

Ill teach smith and wesson a lesson like freshmen

Gift and a curse, the center of attention

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

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

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

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