This is a song about "No more guns"

No more showering you with stuff,

I just light up and focus

// [you (don't hurt me no more)]

Look, viewin life from the 36th floor

I made it myself

No more prison and cells

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

No more money, no more fame

God damn i'm starvin' and i just ate

If there was no guns in the world, that'd be great

If there was no guns in the world, that'd be great

Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait

Im seated by the floor

Who shows her face no more

Now u want me no more

Girl, what you grabbing cash for