This is a song about "Life with guns"

Or end your life with rhymes.

The world seems strange at times

I'm blessed with sunlight caressed by night life

We will never die, we are forever alive

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

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

After an umbrella run i'm having hella fun playing with heavy guns

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Few run with the guns cause they're nothing but pests

Cum again, invite 'em if you have any fun friends

This is solitaire you playing with your life

Crooked cops got a nigga scared to drive

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

Snipers on the rooftops with guns, triggers plant the seed,

I feel like a low-life, with no life

Ma want me to go find a wife