This is a song about "Guns money"

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Last of a dying breed

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

That was my influence

Artillery weak with guns

Double m g forever though

We got dat guns and flow

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns

And even when you crabby, obey all seasons

We bustin' like shot guns

Guess they ran out of options

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

And all we lack is communication like service sucks