This is a song about "Teachers with guns"

You can't evade my guns,

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

With this shit comes evil and of course the guns, the ones that are lethal.

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

How we trust 'em with our guns, where's our freedom and liberty,

With reality defeating n leaving scars guns shot from cars

Nobody rep for the skins, they busy cheering them stars

I'm why baby mommas leave

With no guns and no shields

That was my influence

Without the sound of guns

But i dont carry guns

These chalance give me balance