This is a song about "The ak 47"

Shit, i use the same line, like i did again

Sprayin' like an ak breakin' veins on their way from the brain

When the ak sprays like the kkk

I want to feel her in every way

Put 'em all in a line, add an ak-47, a revolver and a nine"

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

"im not saying jack shit"

Cause we done did that

He's all expensive like dat nylon

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that

*aight now its time for t smallz to hop on dis shit*

Add an ak-47, a revolver and a nine

So the mind they mine don't coincide with mine