This is a song about "Gun control"

You got your nails did, damn girl you're on a roll

Just another system of control

18 year sentence with no parole

Brought the sword as a mind control

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

There is no control, like a gun barrel in russian roulette,

I’m waking up the whole game, maintaining control,

When im dont gettin brains then i honor roll

She lashes at me, out of control,

Open up your contacts then scroll

My goal is going gold with out selling my soul

Y'all know justin, his flow on control,

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Almost lose control, lost sanity

Fuckin' voices follow me, emulatin' like twitter roll

Im unrealistically realistic, this beat, i control