This is a song about "Squirrels guns and nuts"

With no guns and no shields

Five shots she ready to leave

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Fuck the lord, god and jesus can suck my saggy nuts

Im starting to see guns and knives

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

Pull out guns and let 'em spark

Real words...elegant: a piece of art

I said i got my ass beat

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Y'all niggas come last, i'm first though

We got dat guns and flow

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones

And the paranoia's clutch was enough to rupture nuts

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Dead man beside em and he takes his guns and mags