This is a song about "Guns and fun"

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns

Silicone bitches got the confidence

We blasting guns and we having fun when we riding, you ain't even know it,

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

But if a nigga catch a nut bet he feel different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Slurr puns for fun, and suffocating silly flows

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

I make fun of faggots, nerds and fatties

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

I'm chillin with children and women we gunnin for fun

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Pull out guns and let 'em spark

And by the way i'mma start