This is a song about "Guns"

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

Tranquilizer guns fertilizing these soiled ones

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Keep a barrage of guns ready

We got dat guns and flow

Graduated from rosé, addicted to blow

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

These chalance give me balance

Without the sound of guns

Back with a vengeance

Know just what your worth

And my guns are directors

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

I pack more soul than chicago packs guns,

Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons