This is a song about "Police shooting blacks"

Mix a little syrup, it ain't no way to cure him

Went out shooting, here's my retribution/

I drink underage, and scream fuck the police,

Livin like a thief, runnin through the streets

Shows to do, got record to sell

Now i'm shooting blanks but hell.

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

Actually i'm on welfare and poor, smack 'em, live with blacks,

Im going on a shooting spree

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Back in the day the south showed no mercy for blacks

If i could do it all again, have just one more chance

Shooting disses like bullets, spray and pray.

Cause i ain't really care what the rest say