This is a song about "Steal guns"

Come up, steal the show, make em overflow,

I keep a level head, gettin high layin low

You can't evade my guns,

That was my influence

Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons

Wait, don't they sell the terrorist's guns?

I don't steal raps from the "doc"

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

Anamorphic proposal like my lives the deal your good times imma steal

And tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real

Artillery weak with guns

Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

That’s rock bottom, when you want something bad enough you’ll steal,

Never was a thug just infatuated with guns

I ain't never gonna bow down to your expectations