This is a song about "Guns"

Tranquilizer guns fertilizing these soiled ones

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Now it's time to eat

Without the sound of guns

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Packing guns, n' tackling bums.

Where you welcome to problems

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Without the sound of guns

With no guns and no shields

Hate it when i leave