This is a song about "Shooter chirag"

I turned into something they never became

Verse 2: cold blooded j shooter, that's the name.

Ya'll wife and white knight her

Pick your suspect, who's the shooter?

Everybody gon' respect the shooter

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Cold blooded j shooter. just don't forget it.

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

And my computer i'm a square shooter so most of these

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

I saw a crazed shooter run away screaming in a blast of rage

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

Regardless to all them, i appease her

Everybody gon' respect the shooter

So what you've heard is the fix like super

Everybody gon' respect the shooter