This is a song about "Women money guns"

That was my influence

Without the sound of guns

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

Money drugs and women seem to be the only the the radio can play! (*white noise sound*)

Remember my guns like a mic,

I bet you hear that white music

I'll spit about money,life,women, i spit all kinds o' stuff

Dinner time she bring a friend, write my shit so vicious

Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains

We bustin' like shot guns

And when it's said and done

Looking at these women

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

These other rappers are never sastified with women

Carry guns bro only guns you got is muscles

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