This is a song about "Gun and poshons"

Of an odyssey, i’m a block away

All my niggas rolling, and we bout that gun play

Gun wars and prostitution pollutant in your breath

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

Knifes, axes and multiple varieties of gun

But i just wanna know if i speak could you listen

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

And i just bought a new ray gun from the future

Rap a tommy gun and shoot you down like a gangster

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

And i just bought a new ray gun from the future

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Yo just drop the gun and we can get you in to a mental institution/

Okay i'm trying to hit, something's just gotta give

I grab the bullet, pack it in my gun, send it and finish,