This is a song about "Letting guns spray"

Nothing but accapella when you're letting go

A nigga ghost every time youngin on the flow

Guns spray your way so you can say your gonna be drowned.

Then you put fertilizer, lyin, spread the shit around

Just letting you know that you're not alone

I'm definitely in a class of my own

You are water wild so i guess your pussy empty

Maybe i'm just being real but letting shit phase me

I'm in the middle of a bad bitch sandwich, yea

Kid, silly syllable wordplay, lyrical verse spray

But i dont carry guns

Back with a vengeance

Oh i gotta face the day

Don't let the verbal tommy spray,