This is a song about "Trigga fingers"

Teach you how to rope a chick

Stay ready to pull a trigga quick

My finger's on the trigga and nigga i'm 'bout to pull it

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

And i don't care if she gone, in a long skirt

Drops the holy symbol, replaced with fingers encumbered

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

Coding, eroding, the system, fingers pressed in

Paintin perfect pictures ain't never worked, my misery

So god made you as a typo cuz his fingers were slippery,

Trying to get away, but i think im stuck

Stick my middle fingers, what up.