This is a song about "My guns"

Although weight gets you paper, i pray you're weighing your options

Equalizer funds blastin' faster than mounted guns

I'mma make it rain trick

Remember my guns like a mic,

You can't evade my guns,

3m's on my new balance

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

Oh, i was raised by the stop sign

But this ain't physics or rocket science

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns

Silicone bitches got the confidence

Artillery weak with guns

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

I took my rap money and i went and brought some guns tho

Shout outs to my philly hoes, told her drop that eagle low