This is a song about "Life with guns"

I say its a hard life growing up, with no trust with you're parents, hard life

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

The root of all evil, is sorta like the roots new sequel

With this shit comes evil and of course the guns, the ones that are lethal.

So if you wanna leave

With no guns and no shields

How we trust 'em with our guns, where's our freedom and liberty,

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

I'm blessed with sunlight caressed by night life

Living in a gangsta’s paradise

Bring the battering ram where you live

I feel like a low-life, with no life

Everybody seems to misread every sentence

Never was a thug just infatuated with guns