This is a song about "Columbine shooting"

Are going to make me cross the border, to insanity to aurora columbine/

I'm gettin paid for my trade but i'm still realand if you look between the lines you'll find a rhyme

That means i wear a suit and bend the truth and feel awful

While im shooting at my rivals with a a rifle,

What we gotta do to survive

Shooting down moms and wives

Shooting hoop's like shaquille o'neal & real hit'em up with steel..

I'll bang if it was bangless, now the tracks no longer here

Nobody cares who caused the columbine forge,

Konichiwa, shadow chain and decent watch

Like me, when i'm shooting for the stars/

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

I school em with my bars and kill em all like it was columbine

Blowing bands in that strip club, count it up in your down time