This is a song about "Pussy niggas police guns killing my self sad"

I'm trying to modern drake, that means killing niggas at the gates

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

My niggas'll probably clown me if i told 'em that i kissed you

No matter how angry or sad love and self-respect is what you knew

Remember my guns like a mic,

Bad bitches onlygot a sign on my dick

You can't evade my guns,

Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains

Im killing all these niggas that's claiming to be rappers

And only cheat on my broad if i run out of answers

With my guns your get antiquated

Foolish, i be on that new shit

Killing pussy like its feral

As i light one for ill will

It's been a couple months, and tina still ain't perm her fucking weave, damn

No guns,i'm no pussy,i fought like a man,letting these people what color i bang