This is a song about "Shooting pentown"

Y’all niggas ain’t no stars

Back when we was shooting up cops

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

Now of days people will be shooting,

I'm shooting at the bullshit,

That's game bitch, ain't shit

But ya chose to go before meand brothas miss ya while your gone

Little kids and crack hustlers shooting 'em with nines drawn,

I want you more than i ever wished for a shooting star/

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Shooting ink upon the looseleaf like a lazer

She in dangerima about 2 save her pink ranger

Small town guy, spend my time shooting hoops

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels