This is a song about "My words are weapons"

We'll rest 'till dawn, words are weapons, megatron's weapon arm,

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

Words are weapons (weapons)

She likes the way it hits her lips

Gift and a curse, the center of attention

Dude my fists are weapons, shit is kept in, this aggression,

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

Words are weapons (weapons)

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

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

Words are weapons, and they provide us something to throw,

And ya section know when any day tecs could blow

80 holes in your shirt, there: your own jamaican clothes

My words are like weapons, gats or poison arrows,

My fists are weapons, don't need the smith and wesson,

Like wolverine stepson attacking a deadly weapon