This is a song about "Triggers"

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

Snipers on the rooftops with guns, triggers plant the seed,

Parkside productions, no deduction only stacking figures while we blast triggers

See embraces, fall short on the numb tips of street entrepeneur fingers

This boy's a bullet, but triggers, nobody will pull it

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

Yo we're simply pulling triggers, making dough, full of liquor,

Aiming at this hoes neck, no hands no triggers

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

Chop it up like jay voorhees, pull triggers when messin' with,

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Avoided it, pulled triggers. shy or harmless?