This is a song about "Shoot guns"

Equalizer funds blastin' faster than mounted guns

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

We bustin' like shot guns

Guess they ran out of options

These chalance give me balance

Wait, don't they sell the terrorist's guns?

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

I pack more soul than chicago packs guns,

Artillery weak with guns

Silicone bitches got the confidence

And shoot the fucking sky,

You other brothers can’t deny

And my guns are directors

The richest place on earth

They say he the key to my blessings

Planning revenge, guns clapped exact vengeance