This is a song about "Gunner"

Hey 'mac... "a swiss cheese is a gunner, i'll show why..."

Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high

I get a gunner for this so you tongues getting lit

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

When we not in summer

Underground unsigned gunner/

That’s why you never expect to see me say goodbye

Hey 'mac... "a swiss cheese is a gunner, i'll show why..."

But everyone's throwing the blame on the made man gunner.

Cops rollin' past, rollin' papers in the passenger

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

I'm in a supersonic fighter plane as a gunner/

And i destroyed the gunner.

I ain't did shit officer

Beware n be scared one gunner no flairs facing me ain't so fair so prepare

Come on over to the scene, grab a table, let me take a look at that there