This is a song about "Article one of the u"

The boa know they loving the crew

Must be the trust that no one has for u

I'm the last one u wanna clash with/i'll punch your little faggot jaw

Zig zaggin' through the freeway: race me nigga!in a high speed chase with the law

Motherfucking 8 balls, til’ we live at the pool hall

I thort u were the one we had plans together and all

It lets u think and rest, never at the brink of death

I swear to give you nothing less, nothing less

Fuck trends be your own book, the headline article

Let's keep it g, nobody see you when you being humble

U look like the shittest of twats

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

When you're reachin' your dreams

Its become one of the routines