This is a song about "Luger"

Far as lyrical precision i'm imperial loser

I'm gettin' vexed to shoot ya, so fly, bring it, lex luger,

Get ready take this old luger and blast off your face

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

Im not a gangster, but i won't hesitate to let the luger clap bitch

And to tell you the truth i gotta ride

Back to lex luger, you are not a crip tonight,