This is a song about "Shooting fire"

Why am i back to shooting up again?

Aye rich, another 5 on the g men

And my weed man should just sell flutes

Small town guy, spend my time shooting hoops

Shows to do, got record to sell

Now i'm shooting blanks but hell.

And be you, that's when it sounds beautiful

While im shooting at my rivals with a a rifle,

I'm shooting at the bullshit,

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

I'm gettin discouraged with her

Your on fire.. your on fire

My talent should take me places i've never been

Went out shooting, here's my retribution/