This is a song about "Drugs and guns"

Blasting out some backyard

Pull out guns and let 'em spark

Fuck rappin' about smokin' drugs, they hurtin' your lungs, tons, of guns.

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

I nurture their brain, i'm moving the movement

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

I know mario's on the hook, but i was playing duck hunt

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

From the back seat, back seat

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns

And even when you crabby, obey all seasons

And don’t offer least of shit to these people’s opinions

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns