This is a song about "Bullets"

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

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

Spraying bullets when spittin phrases

Perhaps it's a musti'm facin cases

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

You better pray to jesus once i go and feed you bullets

When pac get high

So let the bullets fly......

I'm an automatic spittin bullets hittin the listener

When i'm digging in her pussy, i'm never using a rubber

Bullets hardly connected

Smoke ? you know it taste good

Youre not ready,still casting your bullets

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

Shoot bullets right through ya body

What them tippers don't see