This is a song about "Gun skill"

In earth, as it is in heaven

Escaping from my fucken gun

For real, a nigga ill

That manifest from skill

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

Is when a person has a artistic skill

Baby you're the one

I went to get the gun

That's aids to the ill

And my necessary skill/

Why me, i say it cause we number one

I really wish i had my gun

Skill undeveloped like tadpoles,

Took me a while just to write those

Lady at the frank stand will

Dammit i have too much skill