This is a song about "Guns and killing"

Look around, fool, got a wall full of plaques

Dead man beside em and he takes his guns and mags

Made a living and a killing off it

Thus contributing to ongoing credit

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

I'm gettin help for this addiction, now golf ain't important

4-3... yea, remember that please

With no guns and no shields

I can teach you all the sounds of love

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

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

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

Guns, knives, and gear, i'm a military volunteer, now it's all clear,

Don’t grin on me wit’ them long stares, you ain’t god unless no fear