This is a song about "Shoot a slob"

Imagine a loose cannon, lacking the balls to shoot

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha

Some of us live in a place where they'll immediately shoot ya,

Some of us live in a place where they'll immediately shoot ya,

You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha

Let it rain let it drop,hit a slob in his lip then watch his favorite color drip

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit

Think on your toes, get a job, stop being a slob, work hard, get a raise

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

They vaguely decipher my language

‘cuz they say “shoot a fag” and then “sock a bitch”,

Shoot slugs from my mind like a pistol

With a honey in the middle

With a bulletproof vest on and shoot myself in the head (bang!)

Bitch i'm in the fucking mall, with my niggas eating ham