This is a song about "Target"

But he kept his eye on the tip of the target

Henny got me spinnin like a fuc*in hurricane kick

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

You ugly fuck,forget beyonce,target duck daisy

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

We pray while we prey on competition

Render you washed ashore target tuned, in, red dotted point of view ending you,

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

I'm waking up with something 20-something fly shit

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

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

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

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

And we ain't hard to find is the tales that we kick

And keep a tight grip for everyone waiting on the day i slay

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