This is a song about "Shooting game"

Yeah, y’all better watch it, mayne, right here we lock and load

Treating us like animals shooting us like antelope

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

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

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Shooting missiles that where hooting whistles!

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

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

Shooting hoop's like shaquille o'neal & real hit'em up with steel..

See, my bitch is the type of bitch that gotta keep it real

Cause then i’m throwing peace signs

Shooting down moms and wives

First off congratulations on the win

Went out shooting, here's my retribution/

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Like fudd snooping, shooting for ducks.