This is a song about "My guns go loud"

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

I don't think it is there fault they are all mislead, i evoke fear in there hearts

My self-respect i leave that, in the lost and found

My bitchez. all down to fuk.weed so loud..

When i’m in the groove, i can freak a tune

My guns blazing soon as i hit the room

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

I pray the lord my guns to keep

And my guns are directors

If i sent my dad letters

Oh, i was raised by the stop sign

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

Same thing with this music

Remember my guns like a mic,