This is a song about "Hitting shots"

My mentality is first send the warning shots,

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

Never hitting delete, technology peak, it's bleak,

Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat

Together all the timethought it was true love

Hitting the big spliffs while i'm spitting vicious

I get a rush like i'm tweekin off blow

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

Im hitting out lyrics like im hitting in a fight

Listen, i said we gonna have a good time tonight

Every nigga can't dunk, some white man can jump

To which end you're hitting the pavement

Never hitting delete, technology peak, it's bleak,

But little old me with the few facts that i speak

That's why i'm shaking my head when you rap dissing

On the road to riches this is the fork i'm hitting