This is a song about "Being fired"

I fired my weaponstarted steppin' in the hurricanei got shot so i droppedfeelin' a burst of pain

Tryin to cop a slice of pizza with my last dimecan't explain, just what attracts me to this dirty game

At close range, no gimmick, fired their lyrics like bullets

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

Fired up first, you struggling incapable of hustling

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

See you ass will get fired super fast if you constantly do this,

I just ride for my niggas and give the bitches the business

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

I'm tired of everyone tryna judge, shots always fired like a firebomb

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

Money ain't a thing

For going on being