This is a song about "The catcher in the rye"

Shot in the dark, shot in the dark

See, and now life seem hard

A criminal grind nigga

In the foreground while i'm in the

At your best you might

In the face of the outside.

On that red-eyed kush flight

In the face of the outside.

Me and folarin mmg gon' bring that warner back

Money from the safe in the back, stepped in waving the mac

My talent should take me places i've never been

The fans are in a massive spin, the cops are in/

Riper than italian rye

I be ballin, they wonder why

Say what you wanna but

Stuck in the in the tub,