This is a song about "Alleys"

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

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Faggots in the alleys getting attacked

Know there's a barbed wire that's always in your past

Needlessly to bitties down alleys,

I say "stay", she wanna leave

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

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

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

Packin powder and much more in the alleys

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

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups