This is a song about "Gun raps"

Escaping from my fucken gun

And i know that you're open

I'm caged up in state prison

Grab my knife and my gun

Puts that gun to his temple

Lady at the frank stand will

I really wish i had my gun

I wonder so often

Just give me a carrot gun

Yeah bitch this date's done

I went to get the gun

I pop one, you pop one

Your best lines are a rubber band gun

So the ones eye has freak don't run

This thing that you could imagine

It is to be a lone gun/