This is a song about "Shots to the border"

Cocksucker kick rocks, we need to make the smartest guys the big shots,

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

And i be feeling like hova when y'all was sleeping on him

Infatuations border the need for mental evaluation

“alright man, i’ll take you to the border”

I'm gettin discouraged with her

Livin life like a boss, oakvillians we call the shots

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

Get backpack 'n ya gear on, time to cross the border.

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

Amnesty international got bangkok to montauk on lock

Pulls out a revolver/six shots/ cops called/ to put the screaming to a stop/

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

When rappers try and burn me i hit 'em with the coldest shots,

She my billie jean we menage with mary jane

Shots in my system just to numb the pain