This is a song about "You take the turd and ill load the gun"

Where my soldiers at, no longer drug dealers

Ill spit first then shit turds and take the mic rip worse,

Ill win the battles, ill leave the sluts for you to woo

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

In the car with a gun,

Baby you're the one

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

Ill take you to church to get the blessing

See i'm never home alone, test me and i'll load the chrome,

I'm definitely in a class of my own

You were the safety on my gun, you pulled me through it

You never play with young boys cause they never private

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

And its not my fault but ill still take the blame anyway

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Ill take the victory, and get your hoes pussy to spit for me