This is a song about "Life and guns"

You're fired and tired, you can't stay up like a limp dick

Where the guns ain't an issue, and death is big

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

Although weight gets you paper, i pray you're weighing your options

Rullette russian rappers and guns related they cousins,

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

Guns, knives, and gear, i'm a military volunteer, now it's all clear,

And the middle of guns and in the middle of lies so

Money got me pulling strings, i got that geppetto dough

Inspired by women, niggas say that i treat em different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Know give me a head start

Pull out guns and let 'em spark