This is a song about "Walkin wit my gun"

My gun always in range

You promise that's change

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

I love to pull out my gun

Deranged just like a satanist, the ways that it betrays my wit

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

I really wish i had my gun

Grab a nigga and take me to heaven

Grab my knife and my gun

Yeah bitch this date's done

The shit was so ahead, thought we was all dead

The gun rests in my hands, pressed up to my head,

Then i'll maneuver 'n' twist / with my peculiar wit

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

My rap gun shoots no wasted ammunition