This is a song about "Guns and amunition"

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

Im starting to see guns and knives

A legend out here, and i'm ending careers by the end of my year

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

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

And god blessed me with a lot of patience

I phone home to the real they wanna know just how it feel

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

Rullette russian rappers and guns related they cousins,

Fuck kissing and hugging. they love pushing your buttons

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And you would think that i’m european, my tribe different

And reminds us that the mixture of guns and puns is too urban and street

How come he's not in counseling? fucka's loud while he's sound asleep

Snitches here don't got no heart

Pull out guns and let 'em spark