This is a song about "My gun gets to clappin"

I said you look like my ex-girlfriend, sister

So drunk, gun to my head pulling the trigger

But they sold jello in the paint

Pot gets to me/my eyes are blazed

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

Put a squirt gun to my head, abuse myself

Hoes gossip while the real niggas on the grind

To see who gets my voice,to see what they can find,

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck

My burial at sea gets to me when i sleep, creeping up/

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

I went to grab my gun, that's when her ass put it on me

I went to get the gun

Girls fast how jamaicans run

Gun to my waist heart beating like im in a mutha fuckin chase

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face