This is a song about "Guns and war"

I'm murdering instrumentals cause i rap with the conscience

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

Make martin luther tell god i'm the future for heaven's talent

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

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

And my guns are directors

Know just what your worth

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

War between poorness and richness

The final war of the whack and sick

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

Been spending most our lives

Im starting to see guns and knives

Everyday some kids go out and fight war/

And there's little to be glad for