This is a song about "Time money guns"

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

The capital punishment, the loud police sirens

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns

Without the sound of guns

Guess they ran out of options

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Artillery weak with guns

Whoever said time is money, told a goddamn lie

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly