This is a song about "Tommy got shot up"

Rhymes i shot up your asshole.

Open up your contacts then scroll

I got swag and i aint rocking tommy hilfiger

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

Your shot is rotten, now we rised up, ain't stopped the plottin',

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

With no logic just bout who got shot or

Life is like a phone booth, these pigeons is the fuckin' toll

First shot missed then he hit, that's how i got this hole.

Let me rideuntil i get free

My name is lil tommy

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top

Shot 'em up like i'm a rabid cop./