This is a song about "Your fired"

My gun your scars, your wrist your calls

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

"contemplate", i wrote about her

Shot fired from the shot tower/

Ever since i got fired from kmart!

Mr. underdog and this is not a bark

I woke up screaming, fuck the world

So then, the kid got fired

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

See you ass will get fired super fast if you constantly do this,

If he has a day job i will see to it that he gets fired

Ain't heard a nigga thorough, it ain't perfect, but i work

Shots fired, get your head down

I'mma catch you next time around

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Letting such tons trembled sin i'm fired since i was in the fire