This is a song about "Push triggers"

Snipers on the rooftops with guns, triggers plant the seed,

Baby father bullshittin', you two don't even speak

Or push myself, fall down backwards over the stairs

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Don't push your luck kid you're still tender

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

The bullies constantly push him into lockers

I ain't a killer but down push me/

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

500 miles push on the disc brake

Low income no bills getting paid

You go and push your luck

I said i don’t give a fuck

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

While these thugs outside let the chamber push,