This is a song about "Sarah smith"

Taught a lesson with a smith and wesson you're crying for protection

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Think you're fresh? talk to will smith. i've rocked these hills since

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

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

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

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

I was so young, raised in the streets of fort smith, homegrown

But i be like for real, just pick up that phone

Because we're rappin' tighter, don't need a smith and wesson,

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

In the caravan with some latin bitches

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