This is a song about "Shot 9 times"

You ain't sucha big shot now are ya?

Monday night wrestling, i’m so fucking raw

Keep my mind occupied at all times,

Just to make it in this broadway lights

Cops came to our house many times

I wish i could have 25 wives

Damn, i ain't trying to disrespect

One last shot, this time below the belt

Like the times my bank starts texting me

While i'm making history

I used to have dark nights now it’s bright lights

Click-clack, backtrack to earlier times

And even more alarming is the fact

But as times elapse i still felt trapped

I took a chance in the dark i shot

Fuck you cop, you can nibble my cock