This is a song about "Letting shots fire hood keef"

Whether it's god almighty, or the almighty dollar

Slaughter the bitch, fire shots, shout, love, it's the counteroffer

Pressed in timeswe busted like bubbleswith the police

Rap commander and chief, post it up on some keef

Blow some dro and letting shit go…

Your last man was semi pro

My nigga, no hook

I'm chillin' in this hood

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

'sbirro',i'm flyer, fire shots like a city cop/

No hook, fuck a hook

I don't live in the hood

But its too late nigga im letting them rifle shots go

Chica-go-getter from odd future, used to ride solo

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

I'm in hell so i inhale, blast the music up from chief keef,