This is a song about "Shots at them"

Cause them hoopin' ambitions was where it's at (uh)

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

I remember them screaming at 1 in the morning

But its too late nigga im letting them rifle shots go

Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe

Serving gumbo with a shovel, dog i'm on another level

Shots at folks who have potential but never use it and lack a mental,

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

You can see them at the bars, on the stools and turning.

So i still be on that yard with a philly of that marley

The only battles them niggas fightin' is at salvation army,

If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none

We at the bar takin shots like bullets from smith and wesson

She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock

Drop them off, say a few words, then get mad at god,