This is a song about "Weed gun bitch"

We can't catch the beat

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

I know you're in there bitch, i got my gun cocked

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

I went to get the gun

I'm caged up in state prison

Well baby bot there ain't no question

Your best lines are a rubber band gun

I really wish i had my gun

I am not the only one

This is the concrete

Who be puffin that weed

They had a hell of a run

Actor done the switch of my gun

Put up and smoke that weed,

But i'm not worried