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

You hear the words coming from my lips bastards

Ass backwards, at last on these rap actors

My pussy is a pistol

Never seen you as lyrical

Look in the scope, my people still a target

There's real rap without the drug dealing shit,

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

Damn, you rap shit, crying gangsters, the type of ass that

Forget it its in the past memories pass i rather not rap about guns, drugs, and ass,

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Rap a tommy gun and shoot you down like a gangster

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

You better run before i shoot you like a missile with my rap pistol,