This is a song about "Bangin darts"

On the streets all apeshit..bangin chest to chest

But i can only love you when you undressed

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

Let the good times roll with my allies, bangin' out with italians, wise guys,

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

While i'm bangin my head on this door, i wind up with 4 more,

Do he make you feel important than how you felt before

Gang-bangin', thang hangin', introduced crack so they bang bang,

Bet they all will tune in, so i'mma do it bigger than

Only escape is when i start to spray these lyrical darts your way

And all the extra love that you gave mei wish i could take the pain away

When you pull that thang out bitches get stuck like darts

You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts