This is a song about "Shootin guns"

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

Shootin past the sun, outta the milky way unlike any rocket

And we ride rotten, 2 choppers found dirty sirens

Equalizer funds blastin' faster than mounted guns

Cops shootin' innocents, and ghettos bustin' caps in asses

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

I know they gon' see me unless they senile

Instead of shootin all my children in a lifestyle

..shootin for the top im kurt cobain now,

Will somebody please show me how

Shootin out the ground and mountains round like an enormous geyser

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for