Dear guns

You hurt many that i love

You get in the hands of people that are unstable

But you still end up sitting on my table

We blame the ones that use you

But you still are here

One shot

Two shots

Up till 15 are in my ear

I can still hear

Your guts drop on the floor

Click click click

Over 12 times more

You take away my family

Hanging near the waistline of a thug

You always wanna give Mcdonald a hug

To the skin of others

You leave them with a mark

Smoke pops up and goodbye in the dark

Bodies shot left and right

Don't you think it's our time to fight

Violence here and there but does the government even care

They say they do but i know in here

In their eyes were just a bunch tax collecting cashiers.