This is a song about "Jayden smith"

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

This track rips, a smith and wesson is my protection

And me? i'm fresh prince, i'm will smith to the hood.

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

My city's culture to the game now in existence

Think you're fresh? talk to will smith. i've rocked these hills since

Taught a lesson with a smith and wesson you're crying for protection

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

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

You worthless kid. nigga don't deserve to live

Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun

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

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

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

Somethin that cant be helped, we need new leaders to guide them towards the positive

Ill teach smith and wesson a lesson like freshmen with the lyrical bullets im blessed with