This is a song about "Kids with guns"

How we trust 'em with our guns, where's our freedom and liberty,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Hey yo i once was a kid with the other little kids

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

After an umbrella run i'm having hella fun playing with heavy guns

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

With reality defeating n leaving scars guns shot from cars

Switch bitch fit, rich kids with pitched

I don't wear jewels, too much conflict

Is that sweat coming of your brow, think you can play with the guns click clack blow

Competition i ain't winning but admit it, i'm still in it though

With no guns and no shields

Rideright back to the movies