This is a song about "Gun skill"

You see this ain't no a skill

As i light one for ill will

Grab my knife and my gun

Cold world no blanket son

There are times when you'll need someone

Actor done the switch of my gun

He’s tha only one

Just give me a carrot gun

She ever fuck around, she will make a nigga kill

An adrenaline junkie amazed by my skill

I'll like to tell you i'm the type to get all woman

Raise the gun... to this virgin nun i point this gun,

Dammit i have too much skill

That's aids to the ill

Or smoke some purp take a percocet and xanax and chill

Memories manifesting , reminding me of the skill,