This is a song about "My words are weapons"

Words are weapons, curse or blessing? i cock and shoot,

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

My words are like weapons, gats or poison arrows,

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

Words are weapons, life's a bitch, teach that bitch a lesson,

My words of magic are beyond these maggots,

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

Words are weapons (weapons)

I was playing with guns

But my words are weapons, my pistol pistol

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Without the sound of guns

Words are weapons (weapons)