This is a song about "Trick shots"

Burning hot shots rippin through blocks

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

Musical shots at your head,

Nobody ain't own us yet

She's cute but her forehead's big

Lemme show you a trick

My friend took a pic with his complicated trick

Stuck her toungue out, flirted, played with his dick

Levitate a ball like a magic trick,

We touch down in moscow and take flicks like click click

I grew up on circuit boys and go-go music

Country ass hicks but know how to spit trick

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

With a stick chasin the amazin trick cravin/

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Grabbing control of your brain mentally insane with the shots