This is a song about "Gun and poshons"

But if she ain't gonna smoke it ain't gon' happen

Tear 'em up, each and every son, with any gun,

Wordplay for days, smoking haze for days

And this machine gun pointed at my face,

I gun down all creatures, believers, preachers and leaders!

I need my respect, you can keep all the features

And i just bought a new ray gun from the future

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

Whatever it takes to live and stand

So i put the gun to my head and blast,

Hand my ass a gun and i prolly couldn't even aim right

My uncle doing life, inside prison he wasn't wrapped too tight

All i wanna know girl what yo name is, i see them other niggas they be on that lame shit

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

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

And i just bought a new ray gun from the future