This is a song about "Killing gangs guns and drugs"

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

Kidnapping girls, killing niggas for gangs

Sell drugs, shoot guns, make you yell "oh!", now you pushin up daisies

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Know just what you worth

And my guns are directors

With no guns and no shields

Servin suckers like dope fiends

Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns

Cause in the dope game, niggas'll die 'fore they go broke mayneanother hustler makin' major cash

Forget it its in the past memories pass i rather not rap about guns, drugs, and ass,

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

I know mario's on the hook, but i was playing duck hunt