This is a song about "Steven smith"

I know they pay me too much of attention

Ill teach smith and wesson a lesson like freshmen

I was so young, raised in the streets of fort smith, homegrown

My heart too dark, i’m so gone, delete my phone

Taught a lesson with a smith and wesson you're crying for protection

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Better yet a genie baby make ya first wish

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

Higher power where these verses from

Marshall faulk, steven jackson

Fifty grand in my pants like ivy smith

With some lesbians that don't know english

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

With a smith and wessen and your confessing

Call me hannibal smith, but you are trying to save this disgraced face.

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space