This is a song about "Shooting kids"

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

Shooting missiles that where hooting whistles!

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

These bars hitting like bullets and your skullys what i'm shooting up

Shooting down moms and wives

When i get my hands on nines

Treating us like animals shooting us like antelope

Your bitch, she ain't laughing, but my bitch thinks it's a joke

Small town guy, spend my time shooting hoops

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

Say aaah and open wide, im shooting projectiles

Sometimes you buy the ring, with no problems you will love

Like fudd snooping, shooting for ducks.

Good kids make bad grown ups