This is a song about "Shooter in the fym"

Know give me a head start

Shot in the dark, shot in the dark

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Witnesses say he was the shooter.

Knocked out in the lunch in

Energized and still going

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit

Guns in the waistband, blunts in the pocket

Pick your suspect, who's the shooter?

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

You see, this is for the g's and the keys, motherfucker

Stuck in the in the tub,

That shit was wack as fuck

And i just want to hold her

Pick your suspect, who's the shooter?