This is a song about "Bangin darts"

Bangin' my face on my desk like i'm takin' a test and i'm blankin' on basically every question

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

It regret , social situations still find it hard to connect , we dont choose the cards

I did a clinch with devil in my heart to leave my every hinge that will save me from these darts

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

Got patron sippin' in my cup, hey, where's your man

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

On the streets all apeshit..bangin chest to chest

When you pull that thang out bitches get stuck like darts

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

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

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

My home girl told me i got an issue

I dont need to throw darts to purposely miss you