This is a song about "Silver bullets"

Looking in the mirror all i want is silver

I pull up in that black and red challenger

I'm doing the same thing

Finding that silver lining

Them bullets hit you everywhere

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care

I say that the pool is closed

Sterling silver falls like brittle gold.

They'd only be happy with a minstrel actor

Can't deal with me on a silver platter

So let the bullets fly......

No more will we cry

In his silver cart of fire i shall one day ride

I used to write rhymes, all day and all night

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

Youre not ready,still casting your bullets