This is a song about "Guns sluts and money"

Their guns supplied by governments, and they get paid to cock it,

All up in my jeans and i'm gunna' hit her with that

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Dead man beside em and he takes his guns and mags

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

I'mma do this fast or slow

We got dat guns and flow

But i never knew how that made me lesser than sluts and mutts,

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

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

With plans to reach the end even if i had to star slow

From the back seat, back seat

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

I nurture their brain, i'm moving the movement