This is a song about "Guns and bitchand weedes"

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

Since the birth of my son, the street life losing appeal

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

I nurture their brain, i'm moving the movement

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Rullette russian rappers and guns related they cousins,

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

And the middle of guns and in the middle of lies so

You see the furs and pendants, austin sigoto, drop though

How we trust 'em with our guns, where's our freedom and liberty,

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

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

Roley, rolex, relaxsay she just gave me head, leaned over in the front seat

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit

Their guns supplied by governments, and they get paid to cock it,