This is a song about "Money guns thots"

Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains

Without the sound of guns

The richest place on earth

And my guns are directors

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

Packing guns, n' tackling bums.

Where you welcome to problems

But this ain't physics or rocket science

I pack more soul than chicago packs guns,

These chalance give me balance

We bustin' like shot guns