This is a song about "Shooting"

To them it's just a story

Im going on a shooting spree

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

Shooting ink upon the looseleaf like a lazer

Say aaah and open wide, im shooting projectiles

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

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Shooting missiles that where hooting whistles!

Like fudd snooping, shooting for ducks.

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Treating us like animals shooting us like antelope

I know you get lonely when i ain’t home, on the road

And non-nigga friends got it with him

Went out shooting, here's my retribution/

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

Well since you already bleedin' that mean i don't get to cut