This is a song about "Kyle smith"

And she stripping, go to college

I'm a word smith, but the lines are blurred bitch

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

When those trash bags middle initial was loyalty compare to yal backstabbing bitches.

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done

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

As god as my witness, this will smith spit real shit

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

Because we're rappin' tighter, don't need a smith and wesson,

But i'm good with a smith n wesson.

Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one

Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith

And i don't rely on no bitches