This is a song about "Shooting game"

Im going on a shooting spree

The good kid from the ugly city

Ya see all we got is tonight and i ain't tryna see that far

I want you more than i ever wished for a shooting star/

Lucifer's shooting ya, crucified on crucifixes and the awful lot,

Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop

A shooting range with bullet limits

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

I'll come swinging from a vine, shooting two pistols

Just me with all y'all, that'd be so wonderful

While im shooting at my rivals with a a rifle,

Went out shooting, here's my retribution/

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

Shooting ink upon the looseleaf like a lazer