This is a song about "Shooting up"

Say aaah and open wide, im shooting projectiles

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

Daytime bus pass, now it’s night flights

Shooting down moms and wives

Im going on a shooting spree

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Flyest nigga in this bitch, and i don't even own no chain

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

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

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

Back when we was shooting up cops

Listen, i said we gonna have a good time tonight

Wake up every day shooting for a future so bright.

Went out shooting, here's my retribution/

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin