This is a song about "Shoot me"

Dont come near cos i might just shoot

Got on my suede shoes, i'm in a great mood

And still got my nike boots

They shoot missiles and nukes

Watch me do, stop and shoot, acidrap i got the juice

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

So now the truth is told, you've got the words, now shoot me cold,

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

I don't want to know that, so niggas you can shoot me cold,

And no one can tell me im wrong, cause i'll shoot the roof off like a time bomb

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won

Keeping artist shattered,some say i shoot lyrics crazily call me the mad hatter.

But not as bad as lookin' backwards wishin' that we hadn't been such of a damn disaster