This is a song about "Gun it down"

Lemme take ya back, break it down

They can’t even come around

All i wanna know girl what yo name is, i see them other niggas they be on that lame shit

I live by chekhov's gun and now i'm firing it, revising all the time admiring it,

We ball, that breakdown

Flub it when whores wound down

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk

Cuz the gun is at ya dome you don't want to hear it talk

The face mob, kept it ghetto for the h town

Check it uhh, yeah put your iphone down

As he bleeds he sees a gun on the ground jumped and grabbed it

I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit

Rap a tommy gun and shoot you down like a gangster

I get it crackin' like the lips of a nigger, actor

I don't want no fucking crown

When they bring it back down