This is a song about "Shoot em dead"

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

Featherweight, zombies rose dead awake, they resonate 'em,

Just to come and shoot ya

Cause i ain't mad at cha

I'ma crap until i'm dead, then shoot myself

Cum again, invite 'em if you have any fun friends

Knock em out till they're brain dead

That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet

Bb king or the neighbors of snoop

Dont come near cos i might just shoot

I do the right thing

Shoot me? no i'm not dying,

Boom! now that she is dead

Like a church in debt

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

Fuck the constitution im a shoot em take over n loot em