This is a song about "Back in the day they had us in the house like strays"

They gave us life and even in the strife, man they raised us,

Stacey dash type, i'm cheatin' and they clueless

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Sabotage squads before they saw us in the camouflage

To feed us, she had to blow 'em in the street

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows

Im there halfway, tripping in the half house

And guess who my nigga tell 'em is on the way

I had beef with that motherfucker back in the day,

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

When i’m in the motha fuckin house like the senators

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Lifes shifting us in the shame direction/ they be like "let me walk with you"