This is a song about "Thomas canning and jessica smith"

I'm a word smith, but the lines are blurred bitch

Switch, a female dog with no raw, rich

We dont die, starin down the barrel of a smith & wesson

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

As god as my witness, this will smith spit real shit

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

If guns is for pussies i'd still pull out that smith and wesson

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

I tacked, now my eyes bare they aren't john smith blank stares,

Welcome to my diary, stressing got me gray hairs

I'm catching myself depositing these feelings she withdraw from

Im killin you with rhymes fuck the weapons no need for smith and wesson,

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

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