This is a song about "Guitars guns knives ex wife ozzy dog"

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

This is love, nothing else close

Don’t grin on me wit’ them long stares, you ain’t god unless no fear

Guns, knives, and gear, i'm a military volunteer, now it's all clear,

Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains

But i dont carry guns

And my ex hoes, she pop ex rows

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Picture me lettin this chump survive

Its time to put down your knives

Bomaye, killa cam, my lord

Still no drugs, guns, knives or lives lost.

Guess they ran out of options

Without the sound of guns

Artillery weak with guns

3m's on my new balance