This is a song about "Why people cock and shoot"

I ain't, mad, at cha

Just to come and shoot ya

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

Ever think why people fucking slit there wrists and shit

So you can ask black thought if i know my roots

Y'all wonder why they cock and shoot, and abuse,

The door to the world, and the box to my cock

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

Murder from the first degree, and then i'll cock and shoot ya,

Cause youse a down ass bitch, and i ain't mad at cha

Why do people have to die

We was high school peers, in junior high

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

Dont even lie you lick cock and arse,

And tie the knot have a wank and ride my cock

We charging you niggas up you like it or not