This is a song about "Gotta gun"

While holding the gun backwards!

So you finally got the nerve

The plight of a rapper or whatever

Garrote roulette or simply gun her

Your best lines are a rubber band gun

But i don't trust anybody, yeah no one

The gun sounds is essential

As i light one for ill will

1-900-wale, nigga keep the change

My gun always in range

Don't worry bitch i won't kill you fast with my trusty gun

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

I never change, i'm like a corpse in a coffin, six feet shit's deep

Gotta gotta gotta gotta gotta flows that cant be beat,

In the car with a gun,

I am not the only one