This is a song about "Shots fire"

I pipe in and one night her

Ryan spits hot fire

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

I've been balling those shots

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

My mentality is first send the warning shots,

My records sell, yes sir

Your on fire.. your on fire

Takin shots, it's painless,

Ass shots is a plus

Burning hot shots rippin through blocks

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Shots fired, get your head down

Then get out your seat and jump around

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

All you hear in hippy general’s beef are just rifle shots,