This is a song about "Guns weed pussy fighting gang"

Have no souls indeed

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

You just keep on fighting

But he don't rule a thing

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

We bustin' like shot guns

We in the big thingseat a dick man

Fitting ya without ma gang

Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you

Interscope is my fam, so i ain't tryna make no issue

Without the sound of guns

Hold it..now thank you for silence

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

But im sick of the fighting

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

Fighting chumps fighting like spartans