This is a song about "Drive by shooting"

But i - somehow, some way

Shooting disses like bullets, spray and pray.

Earl boykins i 'm hearing voices i try and listen

Oh shit, look out, he does drive by's by night son

Now of days people will be shooting,

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

Time for the drive by, oh my

You know i want a piece of that pie

Im going on a shooting spree

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

I used to have a nine to five

Shooting down moms and wives

But usually i'll do a drive-by screwface at posses

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze