This is a song about "Guns gangsters"

Word, absence will make the heart grow

We got dat guns and flow

That was my influence

You can't evade my guns,

We bustin' like shot guns

3m's on my new balance

Gangsters robbin', shooting back, mama's sobbing pedals,

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

Guess they ran out of options

Without the sound of guns

These chalance give me balance

Without the sound of guns

The life of gangsters , weirdos and drug users.

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth