This is a song about "A crip"

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

Influences are a dime a dozen

True player, cory mo cold as hell

My uncle was a crip he taught me real well

You're a pussy not a cat

When love comes callin', don’t love back

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

When i die show no pity,put my body in crip city

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

If you gonna do it, do it nigga

Any thing to say a a a a a a

Would you capture it, or just let it slip

Im a mix between a blood and a crip

Back to lex luger, you are not a crip tonight,

They say love is the slowest form of suicide