This is a song about "Loud pistols weed"

Pistols and fines, witness the lines of grey in the moral area

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

But i overshine ain't no niggas over sean

Cant beat me when i come out with these pistols drawn

Mean alot more to me, check me out

Then crank up the sub woofers up loud

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

I go, in when i start putting words out

I’m gonna turn this shit up loud, so loud, so loud

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

And sitting on side are my two sex pistols,

Henny in my cup don't need no chase

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Pop it back stick it out

Sorry if i'm to loud