This is a song about "I m educated with weapons"

Teach you how to rope a chick

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

With your weak presence, dude you'll need weapons,

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

When i use my verses as weapons

I refuse to be another being on this earth

I mean look at my features, educated my teachers

Sinkin' these niggas and sickin' 'em with my weapons like i fake a shank,

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

Hide with every verse a message, 'cuz you know words are weapons,

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

We supply the weapons 3rd world cops are taking shots with,

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live