This is a song about "No gun allow"

And there's something you ain't seeing like i block your vision

Packing a gun to punk you whackest of bums with no answers for son

Nigga want beef we can take it outside

Please allow me to be your motherfucken guide

You just working with the scraps you was given

My rap gun shoots no wasted ammunition

Grab my knife and my gun

Two reflections into one

I wonder so often

Just give me a carrot gun

I'm waking up with something 20-something fly shit

You fucking coward i will not allow it

Escaping from my fucken gun

Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one

No silence on the gun, its no sound with it

Yeah, they all convinced but all for shit