This is a song about "Guns and trappin"

I had beautiful words but girls never listened

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Yeah i know we never got to meet

The club underwater, have em running out the front

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

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

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

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

I done put them percs down, think i'm 'bout to relapse

Dead man beside em and he takes his guns and mags

Just drop your guns and knock on heavens doors

I'm singin poems for supporters of my songs

Miami nights, ain't another one

I, slap bitchez and toke guns for fun