This is a song about "Gun skill"

Hopin' that my niggas see

Skill or authority

I really wish i had my gun

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

Escaping from my fucken gun

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

I'm caged up in state prison

I went to get the gun

Like a male version of lauryn hill

An adrenaline junkie amazed by my skill

Delusional where you think you have skill

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

Lady at the frank stand will

You say i got no skill?

Is when a person has a artistic skill

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill