This is a song about "Murder destroy guns rude"

You can't evade my guns,

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

We bustin' like shot guns

That was my influence

I see the bitches calling i just hit ignore

Rude and the total opposite of before

Rappers act rude cuz they wanna start feuds

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

Took the van, went snatch her

Thoughts of bloody murder.

And stabbing this ice cube look-a-like to show you a nigga with attitude

More lube, squeeze this mother fucking tube, [ehehehe] im so fucking rude,

Back with a vengeance

But i dont carry guns