This is a song about "No weapons"

Beats heavier than kilos, deadlier than weapons lethal

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Don't need no smith & wesson, got my fists for weapons

Listen close just in case she don’t know my intentions

With feelingsthis a mans world youngin'the bitches in businessso learn a 'lil something

I've got weapons in words, i've got weapons in hands, riches and rags, coming

Take a second to mention- my unrelenting obsession of weapons

I used to think that was the shit until i saw the fresh prince

With these raps we mend, recommend you get your best of men, to pen their weapons

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

No....u cant handle these weapons!

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

Your two lips they smell like tulips so official

But my words are weapons, my pistol pistol

Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some

Words are weapons, life's a bitch, teach that bitch a lesson,