pistol A

On the tip of my tongue
An offensive is poised and rearing
My intention: A bullet
My body: A trigger finger
Yeah my pen is a pistola
Let go of your fear, fear yeah
Yeah my pen is a pistola
My secret arsenal
Is an infinite, ageless inkwell
Its a fountain of youth
And a patriots weapon of choice
Yeah my pen is a pistola
Let go of your fear, fear yeah
Yeah my pen is a pistola
On the tip of my tongue
An offensive is poised and rearing
My intention: A bullet
My body: A trigger finger
Yeah my pen is a pistola
Let go of your fear
Yeah my pen is a pistola