This is a song about "Horor shooting"

I'm shooting at the bullshit,

But you're loving mine i am the shit

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

Words shooting out the barrel faster than excalibur slashes

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

Like me, when i'm shooting for the stars/

Treating us like animals shooting us like antelope

And i be good til the fat woman sing a note

I'll come swinging from a vine, shooting two pistols

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Lucifer's shooting ya, crucified on crucifixes and the awful lot,

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

I’m effervescent, just ask them

Why am i back to shooting up again?