This is a song about "Gang shooting"

Im going on a shooting spree

That's the way, you can move it baby

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

Driving around like gang bang gang gunner

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Gang banging with bloods and crips

G5, clearport, say hello to the man

Why are you talking about your gang

Shooting down moms and wives

Been spending most our lives

By a gang called the police

You gotta breathe and be at ease

Small town guy, spend my time shooting hoops

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

Treating us like animals shooting us like antelope