This is a song about "Shootem up"

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

Raising it up, levitating, lifting it up,

Hold up, hold up, hold up, we bear the croix

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

So crank it up live it up until the sun is up up up

My teenage years were fucked up,

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

I know you're mad, but so what

People will use u up,

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

Problems stackin up, pretty soon im packin up

Put 'em up, put 'em up!

Ummmm yes, we don't stand in the club