This is a song about "Shooting"

Treating us like animals shooting us like antelope

When i be speaking they be geekin' like i'm giving bitches dope

Loopy, asking 'why didn't they choose me?' and started shooting in pain

Nobody never gave me shit, when i got my first chain

Like me, when i'm shooting for the stars/

I'm an eskimo, nigga, i got cold bars

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Now of days people will be shooting,

A shooting range with bullet limits

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

Shooting missiles that where hooting whistles!

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Like fudd snooping, shooting for ducks.

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs