This is a song about "Cops shooting"

I'm shooting at the bullshit,

You should be cautious, kid

Runnin', runnin' from the same cops

Ya'll had your run, don't ruin ours

Small town guy, spend my time shooting hoops

So you can ask black thought if i know my roots

They got caught up with cops

The you should look up in the stars

Went out shooting, here's my retribution/

Mixed feelings cause now all the chicks feeling him

She likes the way it hits her lips

A shooting range with bullet limits

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

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

Fuck them hoes and the cops

And mine somewhere bout mars