This is a song about "Money skateboarding guns women prison tough ghetto"

Plunge the knife, skins too tough

Ass shots is a plus

I'm a son of gun

But it's more like a prison

These chalance give me balance

Without the sound of guns

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

//do this for the poor in the ghetto, the abused women

Caught up inside this mental prison

And modify your opinion

Ross and folarin, couple women

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

Everyday we party hard like there ain't no tomorrow

I took my rap money and i went and brought some guns tho