This is a song about "Opps and guns"

And you nervous cause ya ass probably feel different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Their guns supplied by governments, and they get paid to cock it,

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns

Silicone bitches got the confidence

Talking ridiculous have mommas getting floral opinions

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

And you make the flowers sing say turn green yellow

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

And true i’ve seen better times cause i’m getting dough

And the middle of guns and in the middle of lies so

But in the meantime it's lights please

With no guns and no shields

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

Just drop your guns and knock on heavens doors