This is a song about "Shooting guns"

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

Treating us like animals shooting us like antelope

Y’all only in it for the cars

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

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

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

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Now of days people will be shooting,

And even when you crabby, obey all seasons

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns

Hold it..now thank you for silence

We bustin' like shot guns

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

You can't evade my guns,

Shooting disses like bullets, spray and pray.

I’m on this one way headed where the slums play