This is a song about "Pulling the trigger"

Cause it's like you're my mirror

One finger in the trigger,

Eyes super clear, you looking in the mirror

Whenever things are blurring don't press the trigger

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Hell be picking big boulders breaking his shoulders pulling the rollers

And there's little to be glad for

I linger, finger on the trigger

Waiting to pull the trigger while phoma shivers

Better yet they work my every nerve

White person, got my middle finger on the trigger

Cause your shine is somethin' like a mirror

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

I'm so dapper man, funky fresh dapper dan

Boomerang, pull the trigger bang bang.