This is a song about "Guns n wanna be gang memebers"

Fuck niggas wanna be,

Or cause i’m black, hmmm maybe

I'm going to scream come on, or there'll be guns drawn.

Me and juan ensurin' you that your slut daughters gone

If there was no guns in the world, that'd be great

Most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

Pretending to be awake 'n

On the bible you can run

Lyrically ma talent makes you wanna poke your prostate admire n masturbate

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

Guns and ammo hidden for when i wanna lash back at the staff

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

People look at me n say thats what i wanna be,

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

I'm a be what i fucken wanna be