This is a song about "Gauge earrings"

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Don't try to gauge, you'll see, this defiant nasally heinous g

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

I was taught to act my shoe size, never my age

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

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

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

I pull out my 12. gauge i'm the prime bearer

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

Champaign by your tub, rose pedals as she walk, you know the floor don't need to see you

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

On ds y’all, ds flow like nothing y’all heard

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

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

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change