This is a song about "Triggers"

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

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

With an impending mixtape that only seems like a myth

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

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

But little old me with the few facts that i speak

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Tippin back the hardest liquor with the speed of pullin triggers

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

Aiming at this hoes neck, no hands no triggers

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Avoided it, pulled triggers. shy or harmless?

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

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