This is a song about "Gangsta guns"

Artillery weak with guns

Hold it..now thank you for silence

How they got these niggas on the tv selling miracles

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

Equalizer funds blastin' faster than mounted guns

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

He turned into your everyday gangsta

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

No soprano, half black half white, i’m a piano

Telling ‘em to go out and blast off, kill a gangsta,

Planning revenge, guns clapped exact vengeance

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Without the sound of guns