This is a song about "Got all my ammunition"

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Ill do what it takes, i got my ammunition, on my own, fuck permission,

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

So you can envision magician ammunition

My nigga pac, be ready for whatever

I got glorious rhymes, bask in all my splendor/

Got all these mf diamonds in my chains nigga

Our children must be taught, of africa

All i got is my pros, i don’t need no friends

I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents

Yes, i'm sure we could all agree

All of my chains got it lookin sunny

Eatin' all the rappers, got their names on my plate

Take yo' chick, with no complaints, she say my shit oh so great

Ya got blood all over my front bumper.

The only time i flirt with her