This is a song about "Guns and secrets"

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

The jiggas and the tips

And if she leaks any secrets,

Just remember us from time to time when you drop them lines

To expose all the secrets and truths, and finish my life and times,

My ambition to blow

We got dat guns and flow

I, slap bitchez and toke guns for fun

But somehow it made them listen

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

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

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

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

The deepest of your feelings

Telling your bestfriends secrets