This is a song about "Guns and amunition"

And my guns are directors

Know just what you worth

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

Everybody, just clap your hands if your a real

Guns because they shoot at anything dats near and all you'll hear

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

Guns, knives, and gear, i'm a military volunteer, now it's all clear,

I ain't never gonna bow down to your expectations

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

Guns, knives, and gear, i'm a military volunteer, now it's all clear,

Don’t grin on me wit’ them long stares, you ain’t god unless no fear

By the water, au revoir to my audience

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

Ballin, folarin so goddamn hard

Pull out guns and let 'em spark