This is a song about "No weapons"

Words are weapons (weapons)

She likes the way it hits her lips

Beats heavier than kilos, deadlier than weapons lethal

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people

Torture plans with weapons you could call medieval

No one that's breathin' is seen as an equal

Bullet proof coffins, and weapons of steel

All my love to these queens in here

But my words are weapons, my pistol pistol

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

It's moe, all i need is more chips

With your weak presence, dude you'll need weapons,

Words are weapons (weapons)

Without the sound of guns

So here i am at the store for some chips

When i use my verses as weapons