This is a song about "Gat"

Out here you gat me inspired pass me the mic like you tired

This a little tune to keep you motivated and inspired

Strap a gat and blow caps at your skullcap

Where the black girls get their weaves back

Snapple fact: you rather wack

There's a mighty fine clipped in gat

At the brink of death he cried out to god ''why?'' give me one more chance

Blasted out a gat with a flow so fast it'll ransack the god damn tampax

When i be speaking they be geekin' like i'm giving bitches dope

Gat under my sheep coat, i'm blowin' clouds of weed smoke,

See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra

You and my gat are attached talk whack he'll attack ya

Invest in a gat just to keep these bitc*es tame

Knowing you shouldn't think that way and trying to freeze your brain

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad

But now my shakin' hand's in his face with a gat