This is a song about "Shooters"

Intendent attend them, cool cause

Weaker shooters than stormtroopers slayed off

Next to it: stash mattress. under it: cash, bastard

I put them shooters on the corners like that nigga dirk

Of town,we were quick to invade,now my lyrics getting bare airplay,im already smart my birds

Your mother was a baby boomer i fucked her on a table at hooters and passed her to my shooters