This is a song about "Shootin niggas"

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Fakers get used to shootin targets, soon as the dark hits

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

I'm an evil clown, shootin up the town getting dough like a baker

Eatin niggas, killin niggas, makin dope music.

At times i like to watch out the latest shit

Killin rappers by the dozen cause im flooded shootin buttons,

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

That naturally act like these raps is a mattress

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

For shootin' done to you or we're losing' money

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Living in a gangsta’s paradise

My niggas fly niggas, this is jet life