This is a song about "Guns and crime"

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

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

Im starting to see guns and knives

What we gotta do to survive

I'll take you out shorty but let me know its mine

We're once again in the cycle of poverty and crime,

Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

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

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

Know just what you worth

And my guns are directors

Still selling boy and girl, at the same damn time

I did bad things and it was a crime