This is a song about "Young gun"

We have nothing in common

I went to get the gun

I'm off the wrong road

From blunt smoke to gun smoke

All we need is convienient love

Young man so voracious

Until my flesh hardened so pardon

Till the baddest one killed with a gun.

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

Raise the gun... to this virgin nun i point this gun,

Cuz i acknowledge i am far more knowledge

Young money young money yeah we getting rich

If a period is late then i will mark it with a question

You're too young to be top gun stop the fun you're level one

I love to pull out my gun

When it's all said and done