This is a song about "I herd gun shots"

Like the shots from a glock give it everything i got,

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

Some nights i get really close to squeezing that gun.

Jason keaton, i can only imagine

Despite living with more attention than light skinned, women

I got even more starin down the barrel of a gun

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

I take shots while you bitch ass is still missing

I can only imagine

I went to get the gun

Don't worry bitch i won't kill you fast with my trusty gun

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

Im sippin shots of draino, i got so much pain though,

So i, i stack paper and keep it ghetto

I bust shots, they bust back

Make the fingers snap