This is a song about "New gun"

Till the baddest one killed with a gun.

Make them more insecure when they caught one

The science and the art, africa

Gun crime that's run by the

Just to match the grind with precision

It is to be a lone gun/

I will fracture to a fraction

New passions, enemies new fashion

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Raise the gun... to this virgin nun i point this gun,

My nigga banks just be ready for whatever

Garrote roulette or simply gun her

Insubordinate for good reason

I love to pull out my gun

Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one

Escaping from my fucken gun