This is a song about "Ian smith"

I'm a word smith, but the lines are blurred bitch

Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

You can read what i say on twitter, im the loud-mouth jaden smith

One shot out of my new smith and wesson

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

As god as my witness, this will smith spit real shit

Y’all little ass niggas can’t fuck with that

Ill teach smith and wesson a lesson like freshmen

I know they pay me too much of attention

Felatio fetish, broads know me where i live

You know i got that soul like i'm bessie smith.

My fists are weapons, don't need the smith and wesson,

I lost my connection with a brethren

He's in it for the sportrunnin circles round his

You gotta chill bitch, you're wilder than will smith