This is a song about "Gun and poshons"

Coz i got gun and my butterfly

That's the window into the sky

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Gun wars and prostitution pollutant in your breath

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

Shall increase when we meet up in this dark placeyou might think you're happy with him

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

The little stands for lil and the gun stands for tommy

Well bitch you better run cause this gun i got will overrun you and

I'm a gentlemen women tell me my wisdom is different

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

I live by chekhov's gun and now i'm firing it, revising all the time admiring it,

Rap a tommy gun and shoot you down like a gangster

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Far as lyrical precision i'm imperial loser

And i just bought a new ray gun from the future