This is a song about "Gonna shoot you in your head"

Please get hip to that new d.c. shit

Stork your head in a basket,

I saw your words in your head before you even spoke

Ain't he dope? no, he the same as shit that tyler wrote

Gonna hit your head off with an echo, line you up and set yo, in position

Hey, don't do anything that i say in this song, okay? it's fuckin' fiction

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Shoot bullets in your direction, 45 para

Or could i be the same one who came from a far away life

Your swimming in a pool of sharks you ain't ever gonna survive.

By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said

And i'm gonna drop it on your fucking head

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

Shoot me like a rabbit, head in the prize cabinet

And my friend vlad shoot right in my head

The shit was so ahead, thought we was all dead