This is a song about "A life of crime"

And even though shit's trife at times, never resort to life of crime,

Easy baby. you the bomb and all, but i be damned if i do not land mine

Because your committing a rap crime.

What yo name is girl let me tell you mine

Dead. driver of the car never slows down or looks back to see. take a look back yellow crime

I'm gettin paid for my trade but i'm still realand if you look between the lines you'll find a rhyme

Reporting a federal crime an act of terror

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

He pushing cause his goal's to be higher with the lord

Think of a crime, and it probably was my fault

I got a part time

And live a life of rhyme

I style on new york, pile up my fork

Think of a crime, and it probably was my fault

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Instead of a life of crime now im the motherfucking boss