This is a song about "Watched my friend get shot"

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

My greatest jest since i pretended i shot

Ain't have to see-saw, i'm already scared

And she wanted the parts of my friend

I can only imagine, uncle bob

When you only get one shot, only get 1 shot

Put your faith in christ my friend

Hold up yea we the best

It's nothing but a motherfucking undefended free throw

From the get go, not from the ghetto, watched it from a distance though

On the top, was my pops, my momma screamin stop

Cos the snitch on the block is gonna get shot

Not giving you my best shot

Pawning my chain in the shop