This is a song about "Gun talking"

Till the baddest one killed with a gun.

We have nothing in common

I love to pull out my gun

Me and my microphone could be one

Too bad, that's the beer talking

The pigs fly away in the morning

Impeccable give it my note

From blunt smoke to gun smoke

Grab my knife and my gun

All the girls really want is fun

Quit talking overconfident,

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

White with a badge or anyone

Just give me a carrot gun

They down to do it all, i call 'em us open

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