This is a song about "Bullets shot"

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

Bullets hardly connected

King of the club, i bet you can’t top

No, nobody's getting shot

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

1 shot, 1 shot, 1 shot - you have to take it

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead

Bullets is what you was fed

Shot in the dark, shot in the dark

Blasting out some backyard

I'll tell you baby that we're through

Got bullets dyin to meet you

Racism bullets being shot in every which way

How me holiday? i love it when mommy say