This is a song about "Moving target"

But he kept his eye on the tip of the target

Whole team full of og’s packing fo-fo’s on the hip hip

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

Bitch i'll fuck you for some target practice

And all the while i think of you

Moving in a fuckin slew

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Rap was his only hope, like weapons shooting, seconds moving

Im moving right past ya

I ain't mad at cha

Seemed like target, saw my friend named mandy

Must be something you want me to see

Outfits is ruthless, now your bitch is choosing

Someone you love but stay focused and moving

Ile find my target where ever its hiding,

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring