This is a song about "Gun s"

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

Now move a little bit to the left

S on my chest like a superman vest

And i'm the only fucking rapper without a chain

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

It´s the battle of life

Sky high, iced out paradise

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Bad, just like an 80's car

I guzzle up at the bar

Grab my knife and my gun

Herpes virus, yeah bitch, i fought one