This is a song about "Shoot the pilot"

And leave the court, shoot the judge, head for east detroit,

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

Shoot for the moon, rocket-launch for stars/

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

I heard you on the south side, i heard you tryna shoot

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick

So they means you have to shoot like the kid's smokin' chronic?

She better shed a couple tears when she come through

Did nothing but shoot for the moon since (pew)

I shoot from the 3 pointer line

You better get yours fore i reach mine

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

Odd future, there wolves bang where a couple bears hang