This is a song about "Guns and bitches"

All you wanna do is get that stick

Where the guns ain't an issue, and death is big

Just drop your guns and knock on heavens doors

So i went down south but i ended up north

And i'll show you all type of bitches

This is how she want to live

And my guns are directors

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

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

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

But if a nigga catch a nut bet he feel different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

I'm fed up, we gotta start teach the children

I, slap bitchez and toke guns for fun

Swear i will murk any beat

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"