This is a song about "Guns residue"

Tranquilizer guns fertilizing these soiled ones

Together all the timethought it was true love

Never was a thug just infatuated with guns

Although weight gets you paper, i pray you're weighing your options

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Bitch i'm all you need

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

Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons

But i dont carry guns

That was my influence

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

I pack more soul than chicago packs guns,

By the water, au revoir to my audience

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

Keep a barrage of guns ready

Now i know a lotta styles, some see