This is a song about "Shotgun"

Its like being shot in the face, with a shotgun, from close range.

A-t-l they know my name, magic city throw some change

Gotta give it to you girl you're one of a kind

So he runs through his building, leaves the shotgun behind,

And thats also where i'd get my pump action shotgun

Oops i meant audemar, my whole team got them

If theres no i.d. adios got no interest in minors

Shotgun in a satchel in the back of the tires

Compton it's quite common for someone to be in your face with a shotgun but

And as the years pass by, you can show them foolsbut you ain't trying to hear me cause your stuck

Gangstas as real me are uncommon, around here carrying my 12 gauge shotgun,

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

That's why i'm dropping poems from my southern shotgun home,

You cowardly-hearted, you couldn't make it on your own

I've never forgotten the orphan who grabbed the shotgun 'n' shot

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