This is a song about "Muh guns"

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

3m's on my new balance

Artillery weak with guns

How they got these niggas on the tv selling miracles

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

I'm a muh fucking stoner like a boulder on the couch

After her mental adventure from the gas smoke out the pouch

Tranquilizer guns fertilizing these soiled ones

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

I pack more soul than chicago packs guns,

But this ain't physics or rocket science

You can't evade my guns,

Hold it..now thank you for silence