This is a song about "Guns fire"

Packing guns, n' tackling bums.

Don’t let me talk about the deal ones

Never was a thug just infatuated with guns

By the water, au revoir to my audience

But i dont carry guns

These chalance give me balance

Your on fire.. your on fire

I ain't talkative neither

We bustin' like shot guns

Guess they ran out of options

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Without the sound of guns

Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

Going broke, no sir

But then it caught on fire