This is a song about "Money guns girls"

I'm murdering instrumentals cause i rap with the conscience

Never was a thug just infatuated with guns

You can't evade my guns,

Back with a vengeance

Money drug girls which one got me fucked next

So if i do call it's just a check

I pack more soul than chicago packs guns,

The road to hell is paved with good intentions

They say he the key to my blessings

Planning revenge, guns clapped exact vengeance

With no guns and no shields

I say "stay", she wanna leave

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

Listen close just in case she don’t know my intentions

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns