This is a song about "Zoe archer"

She wanna be grown

Aim bullets straight at your dome

Its my trigger finger just slit when i aim

I was so sincere like nas first name

20 racks really thats sneaker money

Straight money , i aint dummy

All i need is bad hoes, all these niggas gon' rat

Matter of fact jacobs ladder collapsed,

Late night, wind of change blows straight

We both had dreams of being great

Even if you were to be more upright than an arrow,

And do it, for security, we gon’ make a pit a flow

If you went to prison youde aim to drop the soap faster

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for