This is a song about "Guns cars death rap"

Cause she's playing both roles like her occupation was dyke, fucking right

Cuz it was the death of big pun does anybody else see how my rap career might

I feel like i got fifty cars

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Forget it its in the past memories pass i rather not rap about guns,

You can't evade my guns,

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

Spittin' ridiculous shit about mitsubishi plants, makin' cars

Guess they ran out of options

Without the sound of guns

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

I rap about death hate and even fear, i just want to confess create lookin in the mirror,

With reality defeating n leaving scars guns shot from cars

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops