This is a song about "Uzi 9mm"

Grown man shit tonight no romance shit and you should make this bedroom like monday night at magic

Firing gunshots towards your ass, 9mm in my right hand grasping the handle like its my dick,

You always was a black queen, mamai finally understand

Influenced by how you holding the uzi, someone life in ya hand

Snort a little, now you're getting groovy

Come right back, get a mask and uzi

I promise i'mma call you back

A 9mm in his backpack,

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played

An enemy troop foolishly unloaded his uzi and sprayed

Popping shots off from my top like an uzi

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

Influenced by how you holding the uzi, someone life in ya hand