This is a song about "Dope money guns"

Wait, don't they sell the terrorist's guns?

These chalance give me balance

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Without the sound of guns

But i dont carry guns

Guess they ran out of options

Go to school and smoke dope.

Ain't nothin funny, fuck a joke

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns

Remember my guns like a mic,

When i was 11 got the toolie thick

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks