This is a song about "9 shots to the head"

They keep sendin shots, i might just start

For the most part those blocks get bogart

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

Put head on the pillow and go rest

So quit banging ya head 'gainst the wall,

Y'all the truth, got a connection with you all

Pulls out a revolver/six shots/ cops called/ to put the screaming to a stop/

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

The web you created in your head

Got the head game but give body shots like im rocky,looking cocky,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

The fourth one, i like to kick around

Could head home, i got pussy to pound

Im throwin' shots to yo body

I got the right to be cocky