This is a song about "Weed gun bitch"

Indubitably i'm too street

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

Well bitch you better run cause this gun i got will overrun you and

I'm gettin help for this addiction, now golf ain't important

Everyone follow me in this bitch you wrote this high on weed

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

Put up and smoke that weed,

Bitch i'm all you need

I went to get the gun

I'm caged up in state prison

Two reflections into one

Escaping from my fucken gun

Jason keaton, i can only imagine

Run away get away ye's got a gun

Niggas wanna pick up a fuckin gun

And last but not least please don't tell no one