This is a song about "Gun instinct"

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

Witches tongue, trigger happy finger on the bristling gun

A couple years back ain't seen my vision

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

Um, life is a water park, could be fun

Two thousand one born a son of a gun

Yeah, right, get over here faster

Garrote roulette or simply gun her

What up girl, tell me how you been

Now look around you. did you see a gun?

Tryna find the one

In the car with a gun,

Till the baddest one killed with a gun.

Callin' these bitches cuz bitches ain't even women

When you see a star remember that i have a gun.

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done