This is a song about "Pussy weed guns"

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

Never was a thug just infatuated with guns

Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons

Equalizer funds blastin' faster than mounted guns

Just know that i'm always

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Cruel shit like pussy money weed talking bout that's what you

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

We bustin' like shot guns

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Together all the timethought it was true love

Tranquilizer guns fertilizing these soiled ones

Kitty cornered now you're hissing pussy

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see