This is a song about "Gun raps"

My gun always in range

Cause that shit just ain’t gonna change

Thats a nice gun you have

Blow some fucking hash and laugh

I love to pull out my gun

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

Top ranked, number one my son

It is to be a lone gun/

Fly as ricky steam boat

From blunt smoke to gun smoke

Yes bitch, that's a presidential

Puts that gun to his temple

Girl, you got me in a trance

And even worse my raps

Garrote roulette or simply gun her

Look's like a chandelier, look in the mirror