This is a song about "Hoes gun bullet stop kill"

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

The youngest of my mother kids

A shooting range with bullet limits

Run as fast as you can, stop writin and kill it

In that 09' range while i'm singing old tre shit

It ain't about black or white cause we human

Raise the gun... to this virgin nun i point this gun,

Both: this the perfect plan

Do you hear the bullet clang man?

Fuck your ratchet hoes, i kill the mic with spasmatic flows,

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

Gained a bullet bane, bang bang.

Wolf haley, golf wang