This is a song about "Guns rap money"

Remember my guns like a mic,

Pitch the rock, mike vick, swag so sick

3m's on my new balance

Artillery weak with guns

You can't evade my guns,

Hold it..now thank you for silence

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

Never was a thug just infatuated with guns

Equalizer funds blastin' faster than mounted guns

The road to hell is paved with good intentions

And even when you crabby, obey all seasons

I pack more soul than chicago packs guns,

We got dat guns and flow

This summer gone be mine though

Zoning my second bottle, focused still on tomorrow

I took my rap money and i went and brought some guns tho