This is a song about "I herd gun shots"

I love to pull out my gun

White with a badge or anyone

Look it something they can't ever see

I mentally diffuse all shots, successfully,

But hold the beat, he ain't speaking for everyone

To get rid of pussy niggas i go grab the gun,

Two reflections into one

I really wish i had my gun

When you see a star remember that i have a gun.

9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son

Gun shots cloud our thoughts, young authors evading cops

Trying to say goodbye to the glamorous chains and cars

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

When rappers try and burn me i hit 'em with the coldest shots,

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

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