This is a song about "A shooting"

While im shooting at my rivals with a a rifle,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

You gone make me flip then split your shit

I'm shooting at the bullshit,

Now of days people will be shooting,

My talent should take me places i've never been

Flow retarded, i need to wipe the slob off of every bar

I want you more than i ever wished for a shooting star/

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Shooting ink upon the looseleaf like a lazer

And if i see you i'm gonna start shooting like i'm coming off a rebound.

Pardon my absence, i'm actually far out of town wit a pound

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

You look like a shooting star, who ever says a differ,

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Shooting missiles that where hooting whistles!