This is a song about "Tired of getting shot at"

Brains off the chain, smart mouth with a dumb ass

Hoe i'm tired of you're clash

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Getting real tired of your shit, now i'm napping/

I can only imagine, uncle bob

Dancing for the bars while you out getting shot

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

You was tired of the cursing

Else the police getting called and somebody getting shot

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

Im tired of being slepted on

Full of shit, like i ate that john

By any means, if ya like it or not

Aint nobody getting shot up on the block