This is a song about "Toy guns"

Boy, your a child's toy, go make a human centipede there.

And them which is more of a circus than a fair

Remember my guns like a mic,

All you wanna do is get that stick

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

That's right bitch boy you just a toy to me,

Your the example of a toy that i really want to dismantle

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle

Why you gotta toy with my emotions, girl?

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

Artillery weak with guns

Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains

These chalance give me balance

Without the sound of guns