This is a song about "I ve got the gun s in glory this bullet comes with a kiss"

In the car with a gun,

We have nothing in common

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

The golden gun with james bond, in tripoli,

Who hasn't even got a kiss

Well, we are the roses

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Resort to playing before i bring the glory/

Body bad as hell, her vagina is heaven

The boss, i got the whole game under the gun

I found her in favela with a bullet in her head

My crewsurvive reincarnation after i’m dead

I got a cold heart and you're in my sights so here comes the polar front

Make martin luther tell god i'm the future for heaven's talent