This is a song about "Bandits"

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

They yelling "curse us" cause they can't stand the bandits,

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

The kind of stuff im pouring makes the bandits go to sleep,

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

They have a habit of calling people faggots, they move like bandits

Cause so far i done witnessed to many dead niggas in caskets

C.r.e.a.m of the planet, i grew up in streets controlled by greedy bandits