This is a song about "School shooter"

But if you rupture a tendon i bet them feelings change

I saw a crazed shooter run away screaming in a blast of rage

The bus pulls up beside the school

So like i said before don't act a fool

Because i'm the best writer in school,

I'm going hard for the days i was piss poor

And my computer i'm a square shooter so most of these

I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease

That you looking like an angel-sent from the heavens, god bless your every angle

Left his future in shambles as shooter with hammers let loose to dismantle

But now i'm in high school

Iced out, okay cool

I don't toot my own horn but i'm a cold train

Verse 2: cold blooded j shooter, that's the name.

Me and him was homies, maybe we still cool

When im waiting for mealtime at school