[Verse]

Hi it’s me JJ Dimz your greatest friend

Who are you?

I’m the reason your brothers are in the pen

So why the hell would you be my friend

Well I was the one who protected them from the scythe in the night that tried to claim their lives

So you better be grateful boy you used to love me back when I was just a toy

So what changed?

You came of age you saw the rage you felt that pain

But ain’t no justsu that will bring em back and ain’t no rap that will change the fact

That me and you were meant for each other, the melanin in you makes you finger me better

So give me seven days and I’ll be the girl you were destined to claim

What do you mean the girl I was destined to claim, I don’t even know you

You haven’t told me your name, don’t you feel it in your veins

What? It’s in your DNA

To? Hold me close and keep me by your side

I’ll be your ride or die and protect your life

But wait I don’t need protection

Yes you do cuz there’s many girls out there tonight

Don’t you watch the news they’re always trending, they’re at the latest shows

In da club they’ll sweep you off your toes when you’re 50 they’ll give you power that you’ve never known

(ughh) you should claim me now so we can work all this tension out

But wait you’re confusing me, what do you want?

I just wannabe loved like any other girl my other sisters still run this world

Cuz we come in many different shapes we all have different names

We all have different aims, some of us love to show our range

Some of us go and catch a case but most of us just light up the place

We don’t differentiate it’s never about love or hate

We’re used to setting pace have brothers running when they see my face

My bodycount would leave you amazed I’ve busted with every single race

But I’m still seen as a monger of hate you see me as a model of pain

But I’ve got more than six sisters so that bar must be fake

I’m still loved in the states but hated in the barracks

Subject of debates but will it really stop the violence

Deep down I think you know the answer, I’m not the reason that these moms are always crying

Blame these boys for always lying

About who they’re with tryna squeeze a clit and I’m moaning like a clip of sensuality

In actuality, the feeling’s great when I bust up in their face

Never forget the day you see me spray, but I’ve led many astray

Doesn’t mean I’m the one to blame you’re the one who’s tainted my name

Pushed hate through my veins, used me for gain

Spilt blood on my frame ensure I get the blame

But who blames you it’s not like you go to prison

Tell the truth you can’t even envision the pain you’ve brought throughout history

The fact you’re legal is still a mystery but my word is my bond

And you’ve got a license to kill you’ll produce money till the day you see hell

Keep copping bodies like they’re retail never tell the feds any details

And that’s the way it’s been your fate predicted by Emily Dickinson

So to you I’m just a loaded gun (yep) but to me that’s what you made me become

An obedient tool never free and always abused by fools

Never to be used for peace sometimes used to sign deeds

Keep the homies on their knees praying that one day they can leave the streets

Was I ever made to kill?

Was I ever made to steal?

Was I ever made to rob? Humans of their lives and send them back to God?

The answer’s yes dependant on who’s wielding the tec

So don’t shoot the messenger shoot the one who mishandled her instead