This is a song about "Dead man s guns"

No guns,i'm no pussy,i fought like a man,letting these people what color i bang

Pussy pop on her handstand, you got me sweatin', please pass me a fan, damn

Letting off two different choppers at the same damn time

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

You can never take me you a dead man walking someone call amc

In seconds a dead man just then possess my logic,

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

You can't evade my guns,

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

I just murdered off this beat, man i guess it's dead,

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet

Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains

But i dont carry guns