This is a song about "Guns and knives"

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

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

These hoes say i'm a poet i try to make em different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Rullette russian rappers and guns related they cousins,

African queen got what you need

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Where they find me, 16 on death row

We got dat guns and flow

And we still got kids pulling out blades and kitchen knives/

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs

Pull out guns and let 'em spark

Hoes pop from the corda to hope park

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

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