This is a song about "Niger guns"

Dangerous streets, we need the guns unloaded,

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

Artillery weak with guns

Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains

With no guns and no shields

I'm why baby mamas leave

Back with a vengeance

Without the sound of guns

Guns in the trunk, aks mayne

Grown men in this game

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Remember my guns like a mic,

Pose, click, pose, click

Tranquilizer guns fertilizing these soiled ones

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems