This is a song about "Gun shoot"

But radio ain't trying to follow suit

Drive to your hood and start shoot

This thing that you could imagine

I love to pull out my gun

Escaping from my fucken gun

In earth, as it is in heaven

I'm caged up in state prison

Grab my knife and my gun

Shoot me? no i'm not dying,

Why not me the same thing

Dont come near cos i might just shoot

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued

And shoot the fucking sky,

And in fact i can’t deny

Ain't nothin funny, fuck a joke

From blunt smoke to gun smoke