This is a song about "Gun run"

I beach chair, with my malibu vision

Your best lines are a rubber band gun

Girls fast how jamaicans run

Grab my knife and my gun

Should i point this gun at a nun for the sake of watching her run?

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

And it's hard to find god when you ain't never seen him

Run em down, gun em down, bitches start hollerin'

I went to get the gun

I can only imagine

It is to be a lone gun/

Hold on you can see my vision

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

Just give me a carrot gun

You trying real hard to appeal to someone

Actor done the switch of my gun