This is a song about "Guns an knifes"

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Planning revenge, guns clapped exact vengeance

Without the sound of guns

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Artillery weak with guns

Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

But i dont carry guns

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

My life is a gather of strives of knifes and daggers

Guess they ran out of options

You can't evade my guns,