This is a song about "Are we niggas"

Take advice keep it clean don't complain

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

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

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

Tell them niggas we coming

Flapjack, ooh he bring

Lord, you're so pretty, lying in my arms

Niggas nowadays are diehards

You,niggas are like ghost with you

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

.4’s for 15, yea my niggas we be taxing a lot

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop

And me? i'm fresh prince, i'm will smith to the hood

Okay so im tired of these niggas who they are good