This is a song about "Weapons"

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

I've got weapons in words, i've got weapons in hands, riches and rags, coming

Take a second to mention- my unrelenting obsession of weapons

It's not rape if she liked it / she got excited when i slapped her nice tits

With these raps we mend, recommend you get your best of men, to pen their weapons

Say trill again ill overdose on vicodin to escape you're presence

How can we be expected to surrender our weapons

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

But my words are weapons, my pistol pistol

Trickin’ shit for kids and you know i dont need no cereal

Beats heavier than kilos, deadlier than weapons lethal

Ha, running rebel on another level

Torture plans with weapons you could call medieval

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

I just settle 'n' threaten with the length of my weapons