This is a song about "Shooting up rival gangs"

Oh you rival? get used and recycled,

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

Ambition or nothing thought this would go away

Shooting disses like bullets, spray and pray.

Wake up every day shooting for a future so bright.

She brought you in this world so i'mma sex her right

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

And gangs with specific crews, brother against brother,

He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs

Kidnapping girls, killing niggas for gangs

Went out shooting, here's my retribution/

I know they pay me too much of attention

Inside of me, but the thoughts it tells me are still evil

Success is my idol being broke is my rival