This is a song about "Pelet guns"

Although weight gets you paper, i pray you're weighing your options

Never was a thug just infatuated with guns

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Dangerous streets, we need the guns unloaded,

As much as i wanna leave

With no guns and no shields

Tranquilizer guns fertilizing these soiled ones

To add to the list of beverly hills victims

Real enough to admit i listen to people's opinions

Equalizer funds blastin' faster than mounted guns

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

Packing guns, n' tackling bums.

But most times darling the sequel sucks

By the water, au revoir to my audience

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns