This is a song about "Guns up"

The road to hell is paved with good intentions

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

I got that goodman game

Guns in the trunk, aks mayne

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Tranquilizer guns fertilizing these soiled ones

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns

Silicone bitches got the confidence

I pack more soul than chicago packs guns,

And god blessed me with a lot of patience

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

These chalance give me balance

Artillery weak with guns

3m's on my new balance