This is a song about "Water gun"

Me and my microphone could be one

Escaping from my fucken gun

The ice ain't really nothing to her

That's taken a blood bath in slaughter water/

Just give me a carrot gun

Best friend, girl friend, and my good cousin

Bitch, i was born to ball

Blood fallin like a water fall

Cane been warmed up and sent to the corner

Sipping on that quarter oj, ice and water

Fluoride in our toothpaste in the water

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

In the car with a gun,

And i listen to common

Took the van, went snatch her

I refresh myself with water