This is a song about "I herd gun shots"

Or should i threat anyone, everyone, outdone with a gun,

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

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

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

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

I bust shots, they bust back

She was wet off the bat

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

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

But i just divert and exert this seemingly inert absurd word you herd

After i dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard

I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one

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

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

The shots rain, am i insane? who really knows