This is a song about "Weed guns murder"

I’m tryna be low key

Murder his family

Without the sound of guns

3m's on my new balance

Back with a vengeance

Artillery weak with guns

Racism, sexuality, religion and murder

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

We magnetizing the ghetto

We got dat guns and flow

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

We thinkin you got em and going murder

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

With no guns and no shields

I'm why baby mamas leave