This is a song about "Sharp shooting"

Shooting missiles that where hooting whistles!

Amen, they say you only live once

Shooting ink upon the looseleaf like a lazer

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Want the title but im always fighting under card

I dress fresher even my mother fucken blade sharp!

Sharp and sleek as a tack

Naked woman rub my back

Gangsters robbin', shooting back, mama's sobbing pedals,

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

This is how she want to live

Shooting down moms and wives

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Like me, when i'm shooting for the stars/

Sharp as a knife, shiny as a dime

You better get yours fore i reach mine