This is a song about "Shots firedd"

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Fuck lucifer, little faggot, let's go take some crazy shots,

Niggas die over shoes

Call my shots, like babe ruth/

Taking shots that rattle my bones,

Fake niggas get dial tones

I bust shots, they bust back

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

Cuts ur vital parts and sparks the final shots,

I'm calling these shots i'm jumpin these charts

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

Then i gotta say peace to you

Pop-pop two shots rollin' through

What would tupac say, after he was riddled with shots

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box