This is a song about "Gangsta gun"

Raise the gun... to this virgin nun i point this gun,

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

Gangsta rap and the days of the trash junkies,

Don't fast forward ima serve you some keys

Your best lines are a rubber band gun

Two reflections into one

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

But scum like this worked up storybook gangsta

We have nothing in common

I went to get the gun

Just give me a carrot gun

I told him get his 9 and run

Escaping from my fucken gun

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun