This is a song about "My guns"

These chalance give me balance

You can't evade my guns,

Got it matching though

We got dat guns and flow

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

Riding around with ms. reece and them

Stick to my guns just like i taped em

And my guns are directors

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Yea i'm missin some sleep

My rhymes are machine guns, semi-automatic

Just like a cannon from the teen in nick