This is a song about "Guy named luis"

Till we're dumb high, dumb high

Hopin hes the right guy

Seen drive-bys takin' lives, little kids die

Even passing out that eminem guy

Every other guy

No more will we cry

Dont fuck with the new guy

She gotta hold her head up high

I come equiped with two clips named condemned

Its all gun bustin, its such a lack of the subject

Quarters, dimes, nickles and a hottie named penny

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

Trying to become i.t guy

By a crackhead named june

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune