This is a song about "Puns"

And we ride rotten, 2 choppers found dirty sirens

In this session i bless this one with a quick run sick puns

So hard you get hit with these puns spit lyrical guns

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Same swank except now the brethren's puns be stinging

I’m something like a fetus, i'm not quite kidding

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

Slurr puns for fun, and suffocating silly flows

Puns char the bar pump cigars hard

Know give me a head start

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

And reminds us that the mixture of guns and puns is too urban and street