This is a song about "Scott gun"

My heart livin, got silver lining to soft women

Knifes, axes and multiple varieties of gun

You promise that's change

My gun always in range

You talkin bout toting that gun

Girls fast how jamaicans run

This thing that you could imagine

I went to get the gun

Y'all can't stick to no g code

From blunt smoke to gun smoke

Until she figured out that she don't really like to bang cock

Hell, probably be scott-free, doubt i'd be duly caught

Your best lines are a rubber band gun

Speak with conviction or we shouldn't listen

My drive is like no one

It is to be a lone gun/