This is a song about "Guns hood"

Artillery weak with guns

Back with a vengeance

And even when you crabby, obey all seasons

I pack more soul than chicago packs guns,

Remember my guns like a mic,

Superfly, opposite of basic

I'm chillin' in this hood

You bull shit, look

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

The capital punishment, the loud police sirens

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns

Call the crib, same number same hood

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

Without the sound of guns

Hold it..now thank you for silence