This is a song about "Nick naming my guns"

That was my influence

We bustin' like shot guns

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

You can't evade my guns,

Fuck the source, i'm on cover of rolling stone

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

3m's on my new balance

Without the sound of guns

Killing these niggas off quick

I got kids bitch i don't need nick

As she goes through the levels

Nick all the worlds childrens presents

Haters on my track, guns in the backpack

I don't know why i'm even on this track

Try to take my guns, hah that's just fine

And just in time your head is mine