This is a song about "Shootin people"

Specially equities, reckon we smile

Instead of shootin all my children in a lifestyle

Shootin' craps and gats, both skills learned from practice

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

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

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good

You other brothers can’t deny

People steal, people die,

Inhabit the minds of people

Lady at the frank stand will

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Shootin out the ground and mountains round like an enormous geyser

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

Erase the past, niggas comin' through shootin' up the blocks,