This is a song about "Gun powder"

I wonder so often

Escaping from my fucken gun

Miami nights, ain't another one

It is to be a lone gun/

Packin powder and much more in the alleys

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees

But if she ain't gonna smoke it ain't gon' happen

Run away get away ye's got a gun

You toyz dont know how to armour a real gun

You trying real hard to appeal to someone

Threw in some talcum powder, cause sweats too gross

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

I went to get the gun

Ok i hear you talkin

I love to pull out my gun

What up girl, tell me how you been