This is a song about "Firing guns"

These chalance give me balance

We bustin' like shot guns

Firing random lines my words start to cause a lyrical fission

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Rullette russian rappers and guns related they cousins,

Heard that you alright though

We got dat guns and flow

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

I, slap bitchez and toke guns for fun

Back with a vengeance

Without the sound of guns