This is a song about "Guns an knifes"

Hold it..now thank you for silence

I pack more soul than chicago packs guns,

After an umbrella run i'm having hella fun playing with heavy guns

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Wait, don't they sell the terrorist's guns?

By the water, au revoir to my audience

So here i am at the store for some chips

Planning revenge, guns clapped exact vengeance

Guess they ran out of options

We bustin' like shot guns

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns

Listen close just in case she don’t know my intentions

Tranquilizer guns fertilizing these soiled ones

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

And my guns are directors

Oldest nation on this earth