This is a song about "Trigger finger and hoes"

My finger on the trigger, again in the liver, like my reps gotta pump

But since whitley gilbert and jada pinkett my world been different

I linger, finger on the trigger

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

And i pull my trigger

That's what rains for

If you a real nigga, you looking in the mirror

And now he's acting bigger but can't pull a trigger

I see my picture, when a nigga's gettin richer

Chew off my leg and my motherfucker finger,

Trigger squeezed, shine at the tip of my finger like nail polish

That you can't fit inside a jansport, go to school with this

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

And he always keeping his finger on a trigger