This is a song about "Shotguns"

Now i’m always in the hood like i never was gone

Lock your doors like tupac shakur, got shotguns drawn,

Like explosive bangs from a sawed-off shotguns cough,

I'm too explosive for your ears like i'm throwing bombs

Lock it, make sure, that all of your shotguns are drawn,

Cuz you f-frontin and f-fakin its just plain wrong

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

I remember shotguns and modest working class homes,