This is a song about "Anti theft"

You talk like grand theft auto when you're just swiping wallets

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Grand theft auto: vice city too

I gotta tell you that my love is true

He watched house party, and ate apple jacks

Theft of a man's chest it's like gangs test and exams

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

They make your life a fucking theft

They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs

They mastered legalized theft, they call it income tax