This is a song about "Hoster with 2 guns"

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

With reality defeating n leaving scars guns shot from cars

But we know all the same people so we got to speak

Snipers on the rooftops with guns, triggers plant the seed,

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

After an umbrella run i'm having hella fun playing with heavy guns

2 your litter box fast fact! with this spit so sick

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Artillery weak with guns

How we trust 'em with our guns, where's our freedom and liberty,

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

N ur bars shit!,so little brat quit!,,im up 2 slash ur ass with ma insights spit!,

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes