This is a song about "I don t want to get the firearm out"

Try to get out, i doubt you will find the handle

To make karma come faster than she normally will

And we got history, let's repeat it the right way

I need to get out there soon, the cash is getting away

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

I give her vicoden relief you just an aspirin pill

Anyone disagrees is gettin speared /anyone don t agree is just weird/

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Pretty girls, sunshine in the air

I want to get through the tear

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

She can only take so much more than her heart got

What you calla lifetime, i just call a long day

T get this paper so my get to see the holiday