This is a song about "My guns go loud"

My music so loud, you here it outta town

You know you stuntin’ a break – uh break- breakdown

My loud stay boomin hope it dont wake up my neighbors

I refuse to be another being on this earth

Make them more insecure when they caught one

I go boom loud like a siren

I try to be the guy, you think about

My voice might be soft but my rap's lyrics are loud

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

There is a huge loud noise distracting me to say my words

Of impactful things one can ask for

I, own guns, got my own arms dealer

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Even if it's not out, bring the whole stock out

My guiding light burnt out, uninvited thoughts burst loud