This is a song about "Gun blast"

And the future hold a great blast

I’m coming back like light-skin and

See with a district columbia vision

Your best lines are a rubber band gun

Tryin' to make iti only got one chance

Hit the dash blast the overpass

Pooping - having a blast,

Fucking hoes, no strings attached

Escaping from my fucken gun

But girl you got me open

So i put the gun to my head and blast,

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

Callin' these bitches cuz bitches ain't even women

Raise the gun... to this virgin nun i point this gun,

Two white cups and i got that drank

Ill put yo bitch on blast