This is a song about "My gun"

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

Gun in my hand cuz thats what i choose to hold

Ill cock my thumb back like a hammer stick the whole game up with no gun

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Hand my ass a gun and i prolly couldn't even aim right

Listen, i said we gonna have a good time tonight

When my gun got a red dot sight.

That's why she's goin' home with me tonight

Like you took my wife out of that body shot it at michael with a gun.

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

Escaping from my fucken gun

They had a hell of a run

I used to have a nine to five

Now i grab my gun and blast my rhymes

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

My rap gun shoots no wasted ammunition