This is a song about "Laser gun"

Till the baddest one killed with a gun.

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

I love to pull out my gun

Think fast, fast women

I'm larry david, gimme my paper

Let me get it straightfor miles like a laser

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Laser point like obi, get paid you still owe me.

With laser beams and praise it seems

Haters eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

Real slow yea i'll make you feel special

Puts that gun to his temple

In the car with a gun,

But girl you got me open

Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one

Raise the gun... to this virgin nun i point this gun,