This is a song about "Guns clappin"

Guns blazing, hells raising

In my drawsring, ring, ring

I pack more soul than chicago packs guns,

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains

We bustin' like shot guns

She likes the way it hits her lips

Planning revenge, guns clapped exact vengeance

And she got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

Remember my guns like a mic,