This is a song about "Shoot them signs"

Nigga had the fucking nerve to call me immature

One moment he shows signs of being mature

There are always signs? my friend left none,

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun

And all these rappers know just where i'm bout to go so catch me then

Can't hold it off any longer shoot every single one of them

I'm never picking sides, these picket signs are killing wicked minds,

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

Looking at your money

Who shoot them back at me

You never want to understate my rhymes, just underline all the signs

While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines

I got a line downstairs ma, i'm in the grind

Untangling your signs is undertaking my mind

Wish for a prophecy, hope for fewer bad signs

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines