This is a song about "You talk about that action but aint pullin trigger"

As i laugh at gees that talk about blast that heat,

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

Cuz when you talk tough i put my finger on the trigger,

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

But something you have to know before i end, never talk bullshit about my friend.

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

Dont talk about me jus worry about you......

Might be leaving with me before the night is through

- or i'mma fuckin' put this gun in your fuckin' head

I can trigger complete death, but i left you just half dead

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

A true nigger that aint scared to pull trigger

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

Who really thought that they all was about that action