This is a song about "The gat"

Enough to drive a man insane, a woman insane

Invest in a gat just to keep these bitc*es tame

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

The more battles the better the flows

Ratattat and his gat, aren't something you can tame

Nobody never gave me shit, when i got my first chain

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

Left the keys in the van, with a gat in each hand

How you gonna look in your son's face and turn your back

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Did the best i could, raised in insanity

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Nigga, this how it sound if a truck could rap

We'll look at ratattat, flowing fly with his gat

But now my shakin' hand's in his face with a gat

A real live tale about a snitch named haitian jack