This is a song about "A shooting"

Treating us like animals shooting us like antelope

If sam rosen never rolled and malcom never spoke

A far reach from them rap dudes

Small town guy, spend my time shooting hoops

She got that good good

I'm shooting at the bullshit,

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

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

Wake up every day shooting for a future so bright.

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

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

Like me, when i'm shooting for the stars/

Watching for hollow-tip shots

Cause in the end girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

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