This is a song about "Shooting niggas"

Im going on a shooting spree

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

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

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

Words shooting out the barrel faster than excalibur slashes

That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this

Bamas surprised, deprived from attention

Went out shooting, here's my retribution/

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Now of days people will be shooting,

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

Treating us like animals shooting us like antelope

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

A shooting range with bullet limits