This is a song about "Nick naming guns"

Remember my guns like a mic,

I'mma let you hang chick

Naming his account eminem, putting a photo of shady

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

You can't evade my guns,

Guess they ran out of options

And my guns are directors

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

I have no hatred, i'm not naming no names

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

These chalance give me balance

Artillery weak with guns

Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains

But i dont carry guns

Packing guns, n' tackling bums.

But most times darling the sequel sucks