This is a song about "Gangsta guns"

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

Silicone bitches got the confidence

Artillery weak with guns

They giving pounds and that before get the money

I ain't a gangsta and i don't pretend to be

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

Gangsta life,i got too much bitches to kill

Just know that i'm always

With no guns and no shields

Remember my guns like a mic,

Just like a cannon from the teen in nick

Gangsta rap and the days of the trash junkies,

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees