This is a song about "Guns my nigga"

Meanwhile you can stroke my fuckin' belly nigga,

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

It was just fate cause it wasn't my time

Try to take my guns, hah that's just fine

So drop the slam and lets get sick

Remember my guns like a mic,

If you don't know, maybach is the clique

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Stick to my guns just like i taped em

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

When i’m in the groove, i can freak a tune

My guns blazing soon as i hit the room

I said, "i'll delete my twitter for my motherfucking nigga,

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

I, own guns, got my own arms dealer

Stir up all these feelings inside of her