This is a song about "Shootin"

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

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

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

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

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

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

Killin rappers by the dozen cause im flooded shootin buttons,

I know they gon' see me unless they senile

Instead of shootin all my children in a lifestyle

Go harder when i'm angry, shift keys shootin all caps

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

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

And them blacker girls ain't on the tube usually