This is a song about "Gun gun"

I'm finna break this blunt down and burn me up one

Two thousand one born a son of a gun

So next time i come, i'll bring you one

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

It is to be a lone gun/

Think fast, fast women

In the car with a gun,

It ain't where i been

You talkin bout toting that gun

Cold world no blanket son

Baby you're the one

Grab my knife and my gun

Just give me a carrot gun

Just to match the grind with precision

Knifes, axes and multiple varieties of gun

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done