This is a song about "Painted airsoft guns"

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns

And even when you crabby, obey all seasons

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Packing guns, n' tackling bums.

We bustin' like shot guns

Back with a vengeance

Without the sound of guns

Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains

Guns blazing, hells raising

In my drawsring, ring, ring

You couldn't handle the canvas of all the pictures painted

Ask too many questions about the stars and earth shit

You can't evade my guns,

Guess they ran out of options

And my guns are directors

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse