This is a song about "Moving target"

Moving houses for supposed whores

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

But you giving up my resolution is music moving

Unstoppable force and you're my target

I know the world been waiting for that

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Smack you back in ya place when target ya people//

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

You ugly fuck,forget beyonce,target duck daisy

All this weight im moving

I'm the sushi king

But he kept his eye on the tip of the target

And that’s a scary thing, i try to duck em good

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Ile find my target where ever its hiding,