This is a song about "Running with a gun"

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

Im lurkin in the shadows waitin for him like a creepy old guy with a staple gun

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

Like you took my wife out of that body shot it at michael with a gun.

Don't worry bitch i won't kill you fast with my trusty gun

Lyrical pictures, they used to have a windowless vision

My heart livin, got silver lining to soft women

You claim you clap rounds but you must mean with a squirt gun

Running with no fuckin shoe

I was twelve when the gunned you

I didn't know what i was up against, they put the gun in my hand and the next day i was up the fence

Two click-clacks and a burst in the niggas , they be scared and be running with their tears

Till the baddest one killed with a gun.

Until my flesh hardened so pardon

People running out with a missing tooth

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth