This is a song about "Kk 47"

We broke and that dough coming slow as a snail

Runnin' weight like the 47 j's i scale

Ryan spits hot fire

Huh, i can't interpret her

I got ak-47's get ya shit lit

I had to fight back and shit

Never been to the moon this reefer will help you visit

*aight now its time for t smallz to hop on dis shit*

He's all expensive like dat nylon

Come on kids, fuck that class and hit that bong

Put 'em all in a line, add an ak-47, a revolver and a nine

And all that time with your friends put my momentum on decline