This is a song about "Krayzie bone shoot the clu"

Fuck the constitution im a shoot em take over n loot em

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

I will shoot you in the head

My god come before this bread

I'd shoot for the moon but i'm too busy gazing at stars

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

Ashamed if it - words that cut deep to the bone marrow

This just ain't no song shit, do this for my city joe

And leave the court, shoot the judge, head for east detroit,

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

Shit just makes me get cold stoned to the bone

You gon' miss a good thing, end up bitter alone