This is a song about "My guns go loud"

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

Or you can do better on some hate shit

Speakers loud; heavy base, pants sagged pass my waist

Ima lay it down and have myself a taste

Clowns.. its like jack the ripper his legend made the public go loud,

I'mma be up with them owls, just to see you when you out

Made some moves, now i'm known to spit december in june

My last decision weakens as cursing loud in my tomb,

Said when i do dirt wit her

I, own guns, got my own arms dealer

I'm back chillin with a friend of mine

Try to take my guns, hah that's just fine

Man quit rapping get out this site, go proclaim loud like a little kid who wants

I'll probably re-visit those old shotgun homes and trailer parks,