This is a song about "Shooting niggas down"

Im going on a shooting spree

My slight fo's just talk dirty

Like fudd snooping, shooting for ducks.

Where you welcome to problems

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

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

Shooting ink upon the looseleaf like a lazer

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Treating us like animals shooting us like antelope

My heart is all kind of cold, hope that you all got a coat

Say aaah and open wide, im shooting projectiles

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

Gangsters robbin', shooting back, mama's sobbing pedals,