This is a song about "Guns don t make you a man"

Sell drugs, shoot guns, make you yell "oh!", now you pushin up daisies

This song about you, then you probably need to leave

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

Lot of tough talk personas, they ain’t really built for war

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience

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

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Hey zach i know like me. i don,t not like you. you need alone now

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

Anyone disagrees is gettin speared /anyone don t agree is just weird/

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

My high school girlfriend dykin', my side bitch ain't take her pill