This is a song about "War guns nukes"

Without the sound of guns

Guess they ran out of options

A perpendicular, angle of the clout war

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

Possessor of nukes down in my cellar

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Without the sound of guns

Back with a vengeance

I pack more soul than chicago packs guns,

Hold it..now thank you for silence

But fuck with me, boy, that means war

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

We got dat guns and flow

It ain't nothing though