This is a song about "Ruby shooters"

Your mother was a baby boomer i fucked her on a table at hooters and passed her to my shooters

Of town,we were quick to invade,now my lyrics getting bare airplay,im already smart my birds

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

Weaker shooters than stormtroopers slayed off

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

I put them shooters on the corners like that nigga dirk

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Bro what can you say about me i'm serious, what that ruby think i'm hideous,

Hello every body here is to my friend ruby

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Thats my belief, and imma stick wit it like my semen when i hit it on the bitches

I'm a phoney but no ruby i never lied about my appearance, i've lied to all this