This is a song about "I herd gun shots"

I went to get the gun

My drive is like no one

Its soo-woo season and shawty dick teasin' now for that reason

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

I got even more starin down the barrel of a gun

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

You know i want a piece of that pie

Coz i got gun and my butterfly

And my bank account look just like a phone card

They keep sendin shots, i might just start

Yeah, the sex in the sack

I bust shots, they bust back

Im sippin shots of draino, i got so much pain though,

Fortunado, the porsche apollo, wars'll follow