This is a song about "Target"

I ain't got no muthafuckin' daddy, he ain't teach me shit

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

Ile find my target where ever its hiding,

Abroad flying and bar buying from broad writing

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

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Complexion from heaven don't be bleaching your shit

But he kept his eye on the tip of the target

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

She said i'm her hideaway i get her off like a holiday

You ugly fuck,forget beyonce,target duck daisy

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

In that 09' range while i'm singing old tre shit

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