This is a song about "Sending shots"

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

I'm sending chills back to the time water steals

And i'm still hurtin over pops

I've been balling those shots

Been to lazy lately sending rappers to the school nurse

One can never be judged when he dress like his brothers

Huhmy home boys might squabble but we don't fall down

Since it's sending me down, offending the gown

My mentality is first send the warning shots,

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

We had ya pussies flinching before the records started sending.

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Burning hot shots rippin through blocks

Girls round here your sending sext texts to them?

Dress pimping-like and toast like less when