This is a song about "Target"

Owed the dope man for his productand he swore if he did not pay

Yet you still shook when i discussed the target of today/

She on media take out, but don't take out her kids

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

You dropped outta college, you can't pay shit

Once you've messed up you can't go back, made a target,

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

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

But he kept his eye on the tip of the target

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

You say the words that can get me back in focuswhen i was sick as a little kid

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

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

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