This is a song about "Shootin niggas"

Nothing in my way shootin for the thrown

For the dough you'll be like doe, stuck at home

Shootin' craps and gats, both skills learned from practice

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

And jade's a fucking acrobat, i'll flip her on a mattress

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

Just cause im not shootin, smoking, or crippin in the hood

So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would