This is a song about "Heavy weapons guy"

I don't toot my own horn but i'm a cold train

It was pretty windy , heavy rain

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

My shit is heavy, droppin bricks

You are water wild so i guess your pussy empty

Leaving him eight hundred and forty pounds heavy,

Mans heavy from deadly machetes

Cause there'll never be peace

Real nigga shit, don't tell no lie

Even passing out that eminem guy

That new c-l fly

Cars are passing by, guy

Everybody seems to misread every sentence

How can we be expected to surrender our weapons

Your two lips they smell like tulips so official

But my words are weapons, my pistol pistol