This is a song about "Lewis smith"

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

We at the bar takin shots like bullets from smith and wesson

You sitting at the bar wearing barbaro's hair

I'm fresher than will smith walking through bel air.

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

With a smith and wessen and your confessing

One more thing, i hope you understand your impact on our race

Call me hannibal smith, but you are trying to save this disgraced face.

Think you're fresh? talk to will smith. i've rocked these hills since

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

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

One shot out of my new smith and wesson

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done