This is a song about "Guns and knifes"

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

And my guns are directors

How we trust 'em with our guns, where's our freedom and liberty,

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

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

And don’t offer least of shit to these people’s opinions

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

Knifes, axes and multiple varieties of gun

With no guns and no shields

Servin suckers like dope fiends

Guns because they shoot at anything dats near and all you'll hear

Don't give a shit so my dick fuck bladders in your ear

Had to pull out the guns and let em pump free

You be get up on this fly shit baby