This is a song about "Shooting gang money"

Like fudd snooping, shooting for ducks.

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

Gang banging with bloods and crips

They bringing me fish and chips

In conjunction with the pressure that we're under

Driving around like gang bang gang gunner

Wale they call me tiger stripes

Shooting down moms and wives

Then some lady named billie holiday

Shooting disses like bullets, spray and pray.

But never once in a gang

Yeah, the kid in this thang