This is a song about "My trigger finger twitche"

If they not talking no bread than we ain't listening

Show you my gold middle finger; james bond visiting

Stammer with ya manners and the ring on my finger

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

Its my trigger finger just slit when i aim

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

That bitch was racist, got me fired

Wirting till my finger tips hurt

I'm glad pushin' that envelope, it's mad open

Witches tongue, trigger happy finger on the bristling gun

That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this

Trigger squeezed, shine at the tip of my finger like nail polish

So drunk, gun to my head pulling the trigger

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

Cause your shine is somethin' like a mirror

Sights set on the world and my finger on the trigger