This is a song about "Fools with guns"

Few run with the guns cause they're nothing but pests

While i ride this maserati, rick and his best friends

Snipers on the rooftops with guns, triggers plant the seed,

If i ever bleed dmv you can hear it when i speak

After an umbrella run i'm having hella fun playing with heavy guns

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

With this shit comes evil and of course the guns, the ones that are lethal.

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

Some jack you for your wallet with guns, like "where's it at faggot?"

Silicone bitches got the confidence

Artillery weak with guns

I still got my nike boots

Constant battles of fools