This is a song about "Ryan smith"

We dont die, starin down the barrel of a smith & wesson

Like wolverine stepson attacking a deadly weapon

Crash and burn, ryan dunn

It ain't where i been

Down the ryan, in a scion

Um, life is a water park, could be fun

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

You gotta chill bitch, you're wilder than will smith

Ill teach smith and wesson a lesson like freshmen

Gift and a curse, the center of attention

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

As god as my witness, this will smith spit real shit

I'm a word smith, but the lines are blurred bitch

Trigger being pulled, niggers in a ditch

And if loving her is wrong then i just know i won't see heaven

We at the bar takin shots like bullets from smith and wesson