This is a song about "Silver bullets"

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Cuz my clip just ran out of bullets.

And only one silver chain to be flashing.

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Nothens changedcause in tha came it's a steady aimfuck friends

I rather have a silver platter than- fall into life's badder trends

No dark clouds, just silver linings

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

That medal made of silver or bronze that medal for trying

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

Bun b, i’m underground king

I know what you do with that

Bullets hardly connected

Them bullets hit you everywhere

Years back you believed that the world was fair