This is a song about "Nail gun"

I really wish i had my gun

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

You talkin bout toting that gun

Grab a nigga and take me to heaven

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

Nail you to your fuckin' floorboard, razor-sharp raw swords,

Just give me a carrot gun

She’s a star if i ever seen one

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

Nail them to a cross in front of their damn children

And it weighs a ton

Grab my knife and my gun

Yes bitch, that's a presidential

Puts that gun to his temple

Your best lines are a rubber band gun

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun