This is a song about "Flint gangstas shooting people"

Amen, they say you only live once

Shooting missiles that where hooting whistles!

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

Cos the gangstas on the block go pop pop pop pop

Mix a little syrup, it ain't no way to cure him

Went out shooting, here's my retribution/

Gangstas dying from day to day

I have so much to say

Daytime bus pass, now it’s night flights

Shooting down moms and wives

Im an m.c looking for trouble nd shooting/ have ur apartment ready for other people to move in/

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

That ain't everyday low-level gangstas on stick and move,

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news