This is a song about "Shooting birch niggas"

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Im going on a shooting spree

Wale they call me tiger stripes

Shooting down moms and wives

Amen, they say you only live once

Shooting missiles that where hooting whistles!

I'm shooting at the bullshit,

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Shooting ink upon the looseleaf like a lazer

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Went out shooting, here's my retribution/

Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them

Why am i back to shooting up again?