This is a song about "Smith and wesson"

You know i got that soul like i'm bessie smith.

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

I make songs about shit for attention

Ill teach smith and wesson a lesson like freshmen

Don't need no smith & wesson, got my fists for weapons

Fucking with ricky got me working relentless in sessions

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

With a smith and wessen and your confessing

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

We dont die, starin down the barrel of a smith & wesson

Stealin' phones to call home but the line is off the hook

And me? i'm fresh prince, i'm will smith to the hood.

My fists are weapons, don't need the smith and wesson,

If i had a life jacket cause i'm not that dumb

Im killin you with rhymes fuck the weapons no need for smith and wesson,

Cause in 16 years, you let your kid down the existence, none