This is a song about "With guns like this"

So hard you get hit with these puns spit lyrical guns

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

That was my influence

Artillery weak with guns

With this fake smile upon my face. (like a mask?)

About disaster in the world and

With momentum like this it won't stop now

Will somebody please show me how

Never was a thug just infatuated with guns

Everybody seems to misread every sentence

Stick to my guns just like i taped em

My raincoat, and gold wrappers, amen

That you might not agree with, see it like this, troop,

Got on my suede shoes, i'm in a great mood