This is a song about "Guns and lo"

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

Playin' cee-lo, rolling dice, and talkin' on their mobile phones,

Where the guns ain't an issue, and death is big

Face it: your face caucasian, you literally naked

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

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

And by the way i'mma start

Pull out guns and let 'em spark

Cocking guns, 'cuz you know i rap cocky and more,

You can try to walk inside my brain but i close the door

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

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

Call me whatever joe

We got dat guns and flow

And the middle of guns and in the middle of lies so

It's nothing but a motherfucking undefended free throw