This is a song about "Draw my gun"

You were the safety on my gun, you pulled me through it

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit

My madness manages to draw a synoptic

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

Now i grab my gun and blast my rhymes

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

I'm autumn leaves change

My gun always in range

I grab my chalk and i begin to draw

Middle finger up, to the mother fucking law

Don't worry bitch i won't kill you fast with my trusty gun

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

Your friends say, why we not together yet

The gun rests in my hands, pressed up to my head,

And i'm in awe

We spark, pull up then draw