This is a song about "Target"

You can mix 'em all together you would still be twice as bad

Target just be prepared because you not i all was come with that

And you rap niggas looking funny tryna talk back and shit

Adolf hitler if he was alive he would be my first target

Mitt romney walkin' inside target, buyin' all the pickets

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

Bitch i'll fuck you for some target practice

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Seemed like target, saw my friend named mandy

Cause right now i got my little boy crying

Ile find my target where ever its hiding,

Pain you'll harvest, cause you're the artist's new target

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that

But i get all the best discounts, i live in a target