This is a song about "Nigga and guns"

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

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

This is delight no surprise, tonight’s not any different

I'm recordin' that shit on the fuckin' little mic

Where the guns ain't an issue, and death is big

A legend out here, and i'm ending careers by the end of my year

Guns, knives, and gear, i'm a military volunteer, now it's all clear,

Cocking guns, 'cuz you know i rap cocky and more,

And i'm all that, hit the passenger door

Their guns supplied by governments, and they get paid to cock it,

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

This is how she want to live

Im starting to see guns and knives

They don't hear the bark

Pull out guns and let 'em spark