This is a song about "Pulling the trigger"

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Hell be picking big boulders breaking his shoulders pulling the rollers

Don't forget you're the one pulling the bullshit that's so absurd

After i dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard

Paid well, like she supposed to, i'm a made man

Boomerang, pull the trigger bang bang.

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

I'm at the top pulling the strings like guitar players,

I show her off, i stunt with her, we do it sweet, they look bitter

Call in rondonumbanine, kid will bring the trigger

Boomerang, pull the trigger bang bang.

But let me inspire someone who can

Sights set on the world and my finger on the trigger

Hangin out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor

I say bitch a lot, though i'm proud of my sisters

Waiting to pull the trigger while phoma shivers