This is a song about "I talk guns"

But habits have changed and i've been trying to change mine all the way

I can talk rap, mainstream shit, versace versace

Cocktails, fuckin' toss one in your apartment dog

I tried my best to be there when you wanted to talk

I just don't wanna talk

A bitch ain't nothin' but a dog

It's ill-advised giving hours to another broad

I sleep a lot to avoid people trying to talk

My legion is doom, my gorilla's monsoon

My guns blazing soon as i hit the room

Forget it its in the past memories pass i rather not rap about guns,

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

But this ain't physics or rocket science

I pack more soul than chicago packs guns,

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Yo i got, guns from italy, smoke trees, considerably