This is a song about "Grab the gun"

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

To get rid of pussy niggas i go grab the gun,

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

Crip on the run, nipsey hustle on the gun

All my new bitches seem to get old real quick

Kings bow down when i grab the mic

Raise the gun... to this virgin nun i point this gun,

Body bad as hell, her vagina is heaven

I stared death in the eyes a couple times

Now i grab my gun and blast my rhymes

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

Witches tongue, trigger happy finger on the bristling gun

The most ill, more drama than denzel

The gun sounds is essential

Here's the pensive, grab a pencil

As i light one for ill will