This is a song about "Nadia smith"

And last but not least please don't tell no one

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

With a smith and wessen and your confessing

And this will be the song that we sing

Don't need no smith & wesson, got my fists for weapons

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

Because we're rappin' tighter, don't need a smith and wesson,

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

But i'm good with a smith n wesson.

Think you're fresh? talk to will smith. i've rocked these hills since

And to pretend as if 2pac is not these dudes intentions

If guns is for pussies i'd still pull out that smith and wesson

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son