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

I got a head gun for my own sun the one that is done

And you call this shit rape but i think that rape's fun

I got even more starin down the barrel of a gun

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

Who hasn't even got a kiss

The emergency room, gettin stitches

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

I want to tie her body up and throw her in my basement

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

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

Like i got an s on my chest i thank god that im still here hes my bullet

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

Im lurkin in the shadows waitin for him like a creepy old guy with a staple gun

I reel them in, goadomes on see

I want all the glory