This is a song about "Guns pussy money"

Wait, don't they sell the terrorist's guns?

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

No guns,i'm no pussy,i fought like a man,letting these people what color i bang

Ay, undo your bra with one handif anything is gonna care it on and cum can

Without the sound of guns

Back with a vengeance

I pack more soul than chicago packs guns,

By the water, au revoir to my audience

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick

Remember my guns like a mic,

Guns blazing, hells raising

I got them saying