This is a song about "Pussy weed guns"

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Pussy, money weed is the current policy

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

I pack more soul than chicago packs guns,

Here i go again, falling in love again

Not pussy weed money bullshit, my life through pain

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

Equalizer funds blastin' faster than mounted guns

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

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

Steal your love with ease

With no guns and no shields

Kitty cornered now you're hissing pussy

But showed up cause i ain't fuckin' lazy

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

See, all my life i was raised by a lot of criminals