This is a song about "Alleys"

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

Faggots in the alleys getting attacked

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

Packin powder and much more in the alleys

Shit ain't always wat it seemsi put that on everything no sleep having light dreams

While in reality im in a oldsmobile killing posers in the alleys

Needlessly to bitties down alleys,

I'm why baby mamas leave

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Who live up in dark alleys, and are taking those crazy drugs,

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

They're scrapping in alleys, acting real dandy as the magazines clappin'