This is a song about "Am shoot her"

I be calling out game like miles at the farms

Am i the only one who tried to write love on her arms?

I never change, i'm like a corpse in a coffin, six feet shit's deep

I run inside yo sister house and shoot that bitch off in her feet

They shoot missiles and nukes

Mariah tunes and five flutes

Then you look like a fucking fool

If i shoot now know that you'll

Young, naive, who slits his wrists, missiles hit to cock and shoot,

Yeah, real or fake, bitch!hotter then the summer coupe

Now me, stalley, and meek wanna see ross get the a-rod loot

I heard you on the south side, i heard you tryna shoot

I am aware of her fair flare, and that bare skin ready to ensnare

And even when it's dark out, the sun is shining somewhere