This is a song about "I herd gun shots"

Coz i got gun and my butterfly

Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die

Id die for this track fuck it why not governments corrupt i need to take a couple shots

To be the man in this wicked land underhanded hits are plannedscams are plotted over grams and rocks

But if she ain't gonna smoke it ain't gon' happen

I got even more starin down the barrel of a gun

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

Raise the gun... to this virgin nun i point this gun,

They keep sendin shots, i might just start

Alot of niggas fake who go to hard

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

That's why my gun stay loaded but my goils take them shots for me, shots for me

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Now if i can walk through sweltering hot parking lots 'round swarming shots