This is a song about "Leanne smith"

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

Will smith is the nigga, but what the fuck is up with those kids

My side is all riders and your side dont buy tickets

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

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith

And when it come to tight games i'm o.t. with the bitches

You can read what i say on twitter, im the loud-mouth jaden smith

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

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

That’s what i was sent out to be, log out bitch go beg any witch, sit down and wish

If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none

We dont die, starin down the barrel of a smith & wesson

I want to fight the music on this one

But i'm good with a smith n wesson.