This is a song about "Steal guns"

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

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

Everybody, just clap your hands if your a real

We magnetizing the ghetto

We got dat guns and flow

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

There must be a god

I don't steal raps from the "doc"

Yeah, work, fuck you niggas, pay me though

Come up, steal the show, make em overflow,

Without the sound of guns

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

You can't evade my guns,

Guess they ran out of options