This is a song about "Rap nigger gun pistol drug ass"

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

But my words are weapons, my pistol pistol

I rap mystical mockeries with ill ass lyrical quality

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Ok just listen up a little

Smack yo ass with a pistol,

We gotta search our soul to find out, what we're after

Rap a tommy gun and shoot you down like a gangster

Them niggas talking, they like man he official

But my words are weapons, my pistol pistol

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Rap a tommy gun and shoot you down like a gangster

You a lame ass nigga, who dont deserve a gun

Body bad as hell, her vagina is heaven

When we ride!it's the imperial serial killer

But all i hear is "nigger nigger" my rhymes are sicker