This is a song about "Guns and cars and money"

With no guns and no shields

Cause after all the lights and screams

With reality defeating n leaving scars guns shot from cars

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

The road to hell is paved with good intentions

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

I'm a gentlemen women tell me my wisdom is different

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

I don't care about the nice cars and shoes with the leather,

And your girl's cousins tryna get her other options

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns

Neighbours washing cars and reading fucking magazines.

Indeed, the flow raw just the same as my levi jeans

Thinkin you're so good cause you got money, cars, and fame,

Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again