This is a song about "Hood and guns"

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Rullette russian rappers and guns related they cousins,

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

Cause all i really wanna do is fuck and snort blow

And the middle of guns and in the middle of lies so

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns

The road to hell is paved with good intentions

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook

Until he choked and didnt realized that this is my hood

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good

And i dare that nigga lil' wayne to come to my hood