This is a song about "Pistol to your chin"

See, mel made a couple milli sellin’ jesus passion

I'll bust you in your jaw and then i'll kick you in yo chin.

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

No body, i'm aiming straight for your chin you'll know why i will grin

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

I switch to pistol, diss the system, niggas i'll be spitting bars,

I might have this pistol to my face,

But i'm not in the first place

Bleeding on the carpet, drooling on my chin

Stand up misses i love your ambition

Baby girl my stroke official

Smack yo ass with a pistol,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Nick will pop to with a pistol turn you into a crystal

And yet you walk with your chin up and no frown

That's, that's the only way i know how to hold it down