This is a song about "Tacking off target"

One month later you cornered me in market, you thought i could be an easy target.

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Speed up, patience, please cause

Blasting off and slacking off/

I say fuck off and walk off

Organized crime, i kill your boss

I’m just a young nigga advocating ambition

Target spreading, aren't you heading arm and leg in

They right too cause

//said when the lights shine off

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Smack you back in ya place when target ya people//

You might be my next target of my crazy diseases of wicked heart freezing,

Hands on the steering wheel, blush while she bail out bustingfuck em all, watch em fall screaming

Smacking and tacking you with big bold bolts of lighting too/

The shit, you can mention me if anybody ask you