This is a song about "Guns rap money"

Remember my guns like a mic,

Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns

The road to hell is paved with good intentions

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

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

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

We got dat guns and flow

And she gives them a blow

Hate it when i leave

With no guns and no shields