This is a song about "Guns and alcohol"

She od's on louboutin, she work at that nudie bar

We going weed, women and some alcohol

Dead man beside em and he takes his guns and mags

How i'm like bobby deniro, joe pesc and them cats

Im starting to see guns and knives

Cause then i’m throwing peace signs

And to stop at that point, you gotta be on alcohol

I'm tryna find myself, i'm searchin deep for kendrick lamar

Don’t i talk nasty, she don’t know my government

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

But this ain't physics or rocket science

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

I, slap bitchez and toke guns for fun