This is a song about "My squad will shoot you up"

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

My rhymes will cut you up and leave you on the floor like omkars tooth

Oh its over whole time she knows this

My squad, holler the loudest, y'all niggers childish

Every second tell me how you pressed em at the monte crystal

You better run before i shoot you like a missile with my rap pistol,

Cause maybe the devil son, shoot you with my semi-gun, your done.

I swear it's like this liquor is improving a lot of women

She'll shoot at you with vocabulary

And all women who had light features, see

I'll pick up your bill then shoot you dead and the tangueros will tip their hats

So nigga listen you can probably learn a lesson perhaps

Bitches aint ya squad they point a gun right back at you

Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through