This is a song about "Shooting up"

Wale folarin somethin they can't ever smoke

Treating us like animals shooting us like antelope

More money to count, yeah you know i’m gettin' right

Wake up every day shooting for a future so bright.

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

Shooting ink upon the looseleaf like a lazer

My nephew looking at me cause his daddy is his idol

While im shooting at my rivals with a a rifle,

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

Shooting missiles that where hooting whistles!

Why am i back to shooting up again?

And it rules everything around them

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

Nobody never gave me shit, when i got my first chain

Lucifer's shooting ya, crucified on crucifixes and the awful lot,

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught