This is a song about "How good i am with a gun"

Nobody knows how alone i really am

Hey am i wrong, ain't you suppose to keep the peace man

But i'm sitting here downing beers simply just wishing

I was born with a good fate and a good beginning

I ain't no emo nigga, i do not lean on women

Don't worry bitch i won't kill you fast with my trusty gun

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

I am not a terror is but i know how to write this horror

How i cruise it with a fat jay

So close i could give flip a play

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

How the fuck am i supposed to bake them a cake then?

How did all them bastards get a good job, good life,

You so got me, i'm open for life forever my wife