This is a song about "Someone pulling a gun out on you"

I hit your block and we can box for fun

You pull out a gun but that doesn't bother me none/

Maybe you luck out and meet someone that thinks you're handsome.

Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some

Grab a nigga and take me to heaven

You toyz dont know how to armour a real gun

You were the safety on my gun, you pulled me through it

Smile on my face got me feeling like the shit

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Cause you a wannabe thug who'll do anything for a gun license

So you better run before you get shot by a gun

You just working with the scraps you was given

They down to do it all, i call 'em us open

You claim you clap rounds but you must mean with a squirt gun

So don't take your anger out on someone who's better then you fool,

By those that were slow as molasses, take this shit to school