This is a song about "Pillar guns"

Artillery weak with guns

But this ain't physics or rocket science

And there's little to be glad for

She keep me grounded just like a pillar,

You should be cautious, kid

With my guns your get antiquated

Never was a thug just infatuated with guns

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

Guns in the trunk, aks mayne

Through all the rain and the pain

I know the moves i'm making

Guns blazing, hells raising

The richest place on earth

And my guns are directors