This is a song about "Gun blast"

If you ever feel alone and

19 wave caps spit facts on blast,

We have nothing in common

I went to get the gun

Escaping from my fucken gun

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

And the future hold a great blast

Miami nights, made a couple grand

Hip-hop's unbalances got out of hand

So i put the gun to my head and blast,

Actor done the switch of my gun

Fly as shit for no goddamn reason

Youtube and listening to music at full blast

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

Picture me lettin this chump survive

Now i grab my gun and blast my rhymes