This is a song about "Targets"

A powerful meaning for a targets carcass

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Targets you, sick, im the flu, its venom i spew

Silent momentman, i been missing you

New targets when i see new faces

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

Targets filled with the markups of wack artists

The tooth fairy blow me, swallow don't shit this

Thick girls, small frame, please watch ya tummy miss

I take out of my largest targets, and fake artists.

Im marking my targets, i better explain to twain/

It's a shameso much pressure on my brain

Targets you, sick, im the flu, its venom i spew

You reflect me, i love that about you

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

Sitting on the high tops sniping you targets,