Get That Gun off My Chest

I came here to see my friends
When i saw you on the pavement
I thought there was something wrong
And i could tell what it was
When i heard your voice
I realized that you were
Holding a gun
And we were the target
You came into this girl’s house
You think you rule the street
Then when a man shows up
You shit your pants knee deep
Get that gun off my chest
It’s in your best interest
I keep my self control but i’m scared inside
Put that gun away no one wants to die
I see my life flash by
Don’t try to pull the trigger
Or you’ll be kissing the ground
Jail is useless for you
Is medecine more apropriate?
Your dad is scared of you
What happens next?
Get that gun off my chest
It’s in your best interest