This is a song about "Trigger happy"

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

Dad and be happy/ a happy me was forbidden to be/ instead

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Whenever things are blurring don't press the trigger

I linger, finger on the trigger

You know...you know who you are

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

And i pull my trigger

Call in rondonumbanine, kid will bring the trigger

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

I threw my pair on the lightpole because of him

Lets see you sensate trigger temptation,

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Your pussy like a trigger,

Sights set on the world and my finger on the trigger

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are