This is a song about "Guns armour"

Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains

But i dont carry guns

Head to toe in thick skin shit its like armour,

See, i like the person that you are

Guess they ran out of options

Without the sound of guns

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

You toyz dont know how to armour a real gun

We bustin' like shot guns

That was my influence

Planning revenge, guns clapped exact vengeance

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

And god blessed me with a lot of patience

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Without the sound of guns