This is a song about "Shooting kids"

A shooting range with bullet limits

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

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

Shooting down moms and wives

Nigga fuck the black and whites

Ignore cus she mad again, then i hit her back again

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

Small town guy, spend my time shooting hoops

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

Breakdancing to melle mel

Now i'm shooting blanks but hell.