This is a song about "Smoking dope shooting guns"

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

But i dont carry guns

Now i'm shooting blanks but hell.

And bad bitches give me head and tell

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Now of days people will be shooting,

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Smoking dope rappers til i die of chronic asthma

Amen, they say you only live once

Shooting missiles that where hooting whistles!

Im going on a shooting spree

That's why i'm makin' money

Maybe i should take up smoking dope again

With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them