This is a song about "Oslo and guns"

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk

And the door is unlocked, i wake up gagged by russians with guns cocked,

Know just what your worth

And my guns are directors

Fuck kissing and hugging. they love pushing your buttons

Rullette russian rappers and guns related they cousins,

I nurture their brain, i'm moving the movement

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

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

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

Had to pull out the guns and let em pump free

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Roll along and got tipsy then tonight, tommorow you the mystery

How we trust 'em with our guns, where's our freedom and liberty,

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Some niggas sayin’ bullsh-t but they don’t be important