This is a song about "And im aming right at you"

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

You can find me at the exit, you're right, my left

I could be dead wrong and im still right

I'll never forget, never forget the night

Watching for the cops that's moving through

Beat it up and slide right under you.

Im sexing her bodyim gonna make her crawl

Im goin hard you hardly goin at all

I drop the cash, pop bands then pop tags

Im gonna get glad at you fucking fags

Somethings not right, so i stay awake at night and write

Heard you had a bad day, well lets make it a good night

Bitches aint ya squad they point a gun right back at you

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

People speak as if they need me, they deceitful inside

And if they say you’re wrong, you know that ain’t right