This is a song about "Gunning"

Always got a song to do can't get along it's true

I gotta keep on gunning rhymes, only way to bind the two

Now i ain't saying i'm mad, but i'm gunning for your heads

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

Gunning down ignorant fools when they wanna act,

Celebrate the very day that she get past

I'ma be gunning for the success boy fuck the rest i be the best

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

These rap skills are cunning i'm gunning at all these stupid fucks

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

Gunning down people for being bullied by geeks

So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams

Is a space that now you hold

Gunning for the top, cock back reload