This is a song about "I ll shoot you up"

As your family dies, and my family rise

Maybe i'll go shoot a school up, i don't need afterlife,

You ll still be a prize winner

She say i make her shiver

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

Sell drugs, shoot guns, make you yell "oh!", now you pushin up daisies

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

I''ll serve you like a waiter even if we go paperless

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

I heard you on the south side, i heard you tryna shoot

He thinks aw, forget it, its so insignificant and little

You better run before i shoot you like a missile with my rap pistol,

Fuck what i say lets shoot this bitch up like it's the french revolution!/

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

U ll regret cos i ll give ur ass a nice red glow