This is a song about "Gauge earrings"

And nowadays things changeeveryone's ashamed of the youth cause the truth look, strange

But now it's gone, the doubt in the clout of my mouth which can spout like a twelve gauge

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

But that dream was reality, just another fatality, they gauge on popularity

Menace when i step in the game, i came with a twelve gauge

But if you rupture a tendon i bet them feelings change

Grab a gauge on my way back to the carnival

Let's keep it g, nobody see you when you being humble

Gangstas as real me are uncommon, around here carrying my 12 gauge shotgun,

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

Before a nigga finish put in the work

"you got nice earrings", i think he muttered.

I know my lyrics twist, no need to check the sanity gauge!

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Between the gold rings on her fingers and those diamond earrings in pairs