This is a song about "I shoot from the three"

You gotta keep your sense of humoryou gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit

I from kentucky. i got the mussel. i got the money. i got yellow hummer with the three on it.

The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha

Murder from the first degree, and then i'll cock and shoot ya,

And my songs when they reach they official

Shoot slugs from my mind like a pistol

The hardest four bars, and i aint even count to three

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Pay my haters not too much mind

Catch a nigga shoot him from behind

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

I shoot i hear the buzzer the ball hit the bucket and flushed right in

Might even know how hard it is, no doubt

Holding back the anger i wanna shoot out

I feel like i should shoot bars at the greatest

Ill as a blood born pathogen to the killed