This is a song about "Guns killing"

And getting money is the song i sing

My divine itching and shrine killing

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

I pack more soul than chicago packs guns,

We got dat guns and flow

Got it matching though

Artillery weak with guns

3m's on my new balance

.started makin stak..killing killing killing killing killing killing raps

Mic defibrillator give you haters heart attacks in advance

That was my influence

Without the sound of guns