This is a song about "Target"

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

But he kept his eye on the tip of the target

Bitch i can't let goi been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too longand niggas is stealing my shit

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

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

Cover the building in green my nigga: fred segal

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

And we did it our way, blue-collar game all day

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

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

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

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

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

Rape her and record it, then edit it with more shit

Bitch i'll fuck you for some target practice

She need now, she ain't never needed love