This is a song about "Crack guns money bitches"

Guess they ran out of options

You can't evade my guns,

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

Crack cocaine they'll crack it get they money and stack it

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Artillery weak with guns

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss

You gotta know the motto get money then bitches

We bustin' like shot guns

Hold it..now thank you for silence

But i dont carry guns

These chalance give me balance

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

I took my rap money and i went and brought some guns tho