This is a song about "Pull the trig"

You ain’t content with tryin' to do your thang

Boomerang, pull the trigger bang bang.

The miracle we finna pull.

You can end this verse premature

Got to the suburbs pull out the ether and cloth

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

Body 2 body baby, we gotta do this right

Pull out the pesticide education supplied

Pull out the weed, put the top back

Two times for the chicks with the right bag

Pull out a fifty and pay the man

Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang

Pull your eyes out the back sockets

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Boomerang, pull the trigger bang bang.

You always say you wasn't ready for no man