This is a song about "Kevin smith"

One time for the ville that cole rep

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

Kevin wish he could to heaven, i'm just guessing

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

Nerds are testing, hit 'em when i switch to smith and wesson,

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

Ill teach smith and wesson a lesson like freshmen

As kevin federlines,you just saying whatever rhymes and im better times

Really probably waitin' on vh1 to do a lil show called rappers wives

Girls fast how jamaicans run

Fuck a smith an wesson

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

Listen close just in case she don’t know my intentions

Don't need no smith & wesson, got my fists for weapons