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

My words are like bullets im ready to load it my tongue is the gun

Puttin a bullet in mutherfuckers give me a reason

Cos i'll get my gun out and then they'll start to flee

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

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

Blowing that money here, making money in europe

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

Never bad-handing nothing, therefore i grind

Raise the gun... to this virgin nun i point this gun,

Speak with conviction or we shouldn't listen

Actor done the switch of my gun

But girl you got me open

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

Gun in my hand cuz thats what i choose to hold

So drunk, gun to my head pulling the trigger

Hangin out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor