I Am A Gun

                 I can be your protector, or worse nightmare 

                     I do as I'm told, see i really don't care 

           I've taken sons from mothers, moms, dads,daughters too 

               My children do damage, no matter where they hit you 

                 Some lock me in the box, but most carry me daily

               You can find me in the store, or the hood for sale see 

                        I have no feelings, I show no remorse  

             I leave that to the hand that holds me, an unknown source 

                  I'm most comfortable when i'm full, snug on a waist 

               Making those who hold me feel power, yet I will no erase 

                          The things that I do, I scream for more 

                 And when most throw me away, I return in another form

                             In a new hand, with a new master 

                        Ready to reap havoc, cause a little disaster 

                        This is what I was made for, I do this for fun 

                  When I'm waved in the air, I hear "run ah shit it's a gun"