This is a song about "Nick naming my guns"

The streets in need of a king, you can tell 'em i’m home

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

I am the killer of my rivals. holding guns while reading bibles.

Beaverton my sneaker game although i never be with ducks

I got kids bitch i don't need nick

Keep the bitches on my dick

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Bet they cancel they date like waking up late with a pimple

Nick will pop to with a pistol turn you into a crystal

Geechi on her, came back: a million chains

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

My guns blazing soon as i hit the room

Just regret the fact that i left too soon

Back with a vengeance

Without the sound of guns