This is a song about "Muh guns"

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Dangerous streets, we need the guns unloaded,

Guns blazing, hells raising

Where the thing is amazing

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

See, all my life i was raised by a lot of criminals

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience

I pack more soul than chicago packs guns,

With no guns and no shields

We can make more, make babies

Man of the year muh-man of the year/

Stallion of the year: medallions in my ear

Ok, black panamera, dash on a million

I, slap bitchez and toke guns for fun