This is a song about "A shooting"

Breakdancing to melle mel

Now i'm shooting blanks but hell.

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

I decline for the moment he unfollows on twitter

Small town guy, spend my time shooting hoops

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

Never felt better chillin with buds on ghosts with a vector shooting thugs

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

And busting it wronghot shots holla back when you get 'emoutlawz'll sic 'em, bustin back at the system

I'm a killa bomb call me c4, i stay shooting bars i don't reload, i try ta lay low, keep away from

Cause they say a mind that's idle is a devil's toy aisle

While im shooting at my rivals with a a rifle,

First off congratulations on the win

Now of days people will be shooting,

Making passionate love 'til the daylightplus we about to get evicted, can't pay the rent

To befriend or run,i'll bend a gun in your face,better yet im shooting your chest