This is a song about "Bangin darts"

Poison darts flew on cue, from the view into their hearts.

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

Lord lord forgive us, personality clash

And smash whores, bangin' in the car like shaky bass

On the streets all apeshit..bangin chest to chest

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

Fuck the law give a shit i'm even worse than before

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

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

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

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

Bangin' on the system like that good shit in yo playlist,

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

My shit hair-burning, you not even a lil’ tan