This is a song about "Shooting"

Shooting missiles that where hooting whistles!

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

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Now of days people will be shooting,

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

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

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Shooting ink upon the looseleaf like a lazer

While im shooting at my rivals with a a rifle,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Cause then i’m throwing peace signs

Shooting down moms and wives

Shooting disses like bullets, spray and pray.

Me and my homies, kick it like everyday

Usually defecation, now i'm pissing in your ear

Shooting hoop's like shaquille o'neal & real hit'em up with steel..