This is a song about "Pistol"

As i light one for ill will

Shoot slugs from my mind like a pistol

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

Have my pistol ready shells and some extras

But my words are weapons, my pistol pistol

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Cocked the pistol, checked the pin

They gon' love me for my ambition

Then there's me, alone, sick an sinful, about to show the world my ripple with this pistol

Disorders and generate horror within' recorders. i'm at my peak, my lyrical

Pistol whipped to brain bits running around pavement

It's late and you stuck in my basement

Pistol rippin through the blocks

Watching for hollow-tip shots

And when the pistol shots and missile drop flips hit,

This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit