This is a song about "Are we niggas"

When the niggas do crime, we the rest to blame,

Thoughts, cause you're an outsider tryna get in brain

Uh the realest niggas are so fly

She tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

Until y'all niggas are out of breath, you left every son appalled,

Keep wifey in la perla and don't you ask her what that tori cost

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

We the type of niggas you'll depend upon.

I be ahead of these niggas last king guillotine

Southern niggas, y'all think that we lean back when we sippin' lean,

A couple of y'all ain't took a field trip to the hood

Okay so im tired of these niggas who they are good

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

All my niggas we be winning, we stay tatted, we stay clean.

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

We brain freezers,but are rhymes are hot.