This is a song about "Kyle smith"

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

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

With a smith and wessen and your confessing

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

One shot out of my new smith and wesson

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

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

I need something to hold fuck that passive aggression

Ill teach smith and wesson a lesson like freshmen

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Taught a lesson with a smith and wesson you're crying for protection

Now i move with aggression, use my mind as a weapon

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