This is a song about "Woman girls guns crack money"

You can't evade my guns,

3m's on my new balance

Nigga, i got that dilla, premo, swizzy flow

I took my rap money and i went and brought some guns tho

Like soap when i put my clothes on, i’m joking but i be foamed out

Music girls and money yea that's what its all about, all about

Artillery weak with guns

Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains

You, you and you're saying "shit, i been had that

Crack cocaine they'll crack it get they money and stack it

So tell me what they crack

Where the black girls get their weaves back

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

Fame, money, and girls is what some people desire.

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for