In the immortal words of Christopher George Latore Wallace in the classic WARNING:

What ya’ll think all the guns is for?

All-purpose war, got the Rottweilers by the door

And I feed’em gun powder so they can devour

The criminals tryin’ to drop my decimals.

Damn, people wanna stick me for my cream

And it ain’t a dream, things aren’t always as they seem

It’s the ones that smoke blunts with ya,

See your picture

Now they wanna grab they guns and come and gettcha.