This is a song about "Gun s"

Bad, just like an 80's car

That gyal want mi ride har

Ya’ll be highly obliged when i drop my shit

The outline which you n****s out dated

We don't believe you, you need more people

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

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

Callin' these bitches cuz bitches ain't even women

Your best lines are a rubber band gun

A real wonder woman

Just give me a carrot gun

Just a couple niggas in a boxcar that bitch go lime

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',