This is a song about "Gun points"

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I got two points before i hit the next level

But now it's on point, more points then of a cactus.

Hypnotized the masses behind versace glasses

Run away get away ye's got a gun

They say that karats help your vision

Catch you up on places i've been

I love to pull out my gun

You talkin bout toting that gun

Cold world no blanket son

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Cheated three times and added up points to her kill spree

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

Rig the booths to make any and all points moot

Real slow yea i'll make you feel special

Puts that gun to his temple