This is a song about "Pistol lagging"

If not i'm hoping that this letter could convey how i'm feeling

Pop off i'm pistol peteing, hate my team just cause we dreaming

You got potatoes in the wagon but you keep lagging

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Cocked the pistol, checked the pin

They gon' love me for my ambition

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

But my words are weapons, my pistol pistol

We gone let that pistol speak

This is the concrete

Smack yo ass with a pistol,

The world is so typical

Bite his right ear lobe, but the other guy got his pistol.

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Cash and hell rell. zeek doin' 3, he even fell, hell

Propel lagging rudder to flutter. carousel,