This is a song about "Shooting up"

Im going on a shooting spree

She said, "don't be fucking with nobody

While im shooting at my rivals with a a rifle,

I coulda swore i was driving pretty peaceful

They locking us up for the drugs that we doing

Now of days people will be shooting,

It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride

Wake up every day shooting for a future so bright.

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

These bars hitting like bullets and your skullys what i'm shooting up

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him

Went out shooting, here's my retribution/

Shooting missiles that where hooting whistles!

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

Watching for hollow-tip shots

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