This is a song about "Triggers"

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

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

Aiming at this hoes neck, no hands no triggers

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

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

Sometimes we overlook the fact that we be ridin' hard on our sisters

No longer do i freestyle, money for the strippers

Tippin back the hardest liquor with the speed of pullin triggers

Im so bonkas, im not conscious

Avoided it, pulled triggers. shy or harmless?

You gon' need a couple stars to get your first victor

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

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

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