This is a song about "Nick naming my guns"

Late night to the early morn, i've been such a rolling stone

My city cold so you hear guns shoot when ima alone,

We bustin' like shot guns

Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains

A 30 rack, nick of grass, an acid tab

Then i will gladly go back to my emo rap

Where your whereabouts baby? i care about you lady

Naming his account eminem, putting a photo of shady

I, own guns, got my own arms dealer

Huh, i can't interpret her

How they got these niggas on the tv selling miracles

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

Before you sign, you’ll be blind if you’ve been broke

But naming yourself eminem, that should be a joke,

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Redan road, that’s my street