This is a song about "Revolver"

Put em all in a line, add an ak-47, a revolver and a nine

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

Though, everybody's on me like the milli beat partner

Write like you got an imprimatur, every song a revolver

Pulls out a revolver/six shots/ cops called/ to put the screaming to a stop/

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

Put 'em all in a line, add an ak-47, a revolver and a nine

If you got one you can speak to my revolver have that shit give you a clip that's 365 days

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

This mother fucker must be some gutter revolver

And bet this, i'm a mothafucking monster

Add an ak-47, a revolver and a nine

Detonating when i rhyme a rhyme

Letting off two different choppers at the same damn time

Put 'em all in a line, add an ak-47, a revolver and a nine"