Lyrics:

Guns in the desk shooting rocks at hands
Said 'I don't wanna talk to people outta my hands'
Gun was on the floor I had a healthy mind
Now I'm in the sixteenth precent tonight

I wanna gun
Give me a gun
To see your fear
And watch you run

Well you think you're cool
And make us look like fools
With your stupid-ass bullshit
And your macho rules
But turn it around
And point the thing at you
You might have a deck out back
Or something too

I wanna gun
Give me a gun
To see your fear
And watch you run

Guns in the desk shooting rocks at hands
Said 'I don't wanna talk to people outta my hands'
Gun was on the floor i had a healthy mind
Now I'm in the sixteenth precent tonight