This is a song about "Banging"

I ain't into ganging up, banging 'em, or slanging drugs,

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

See me in the streets, i be banging with my beats

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

Just me and my boss no worries at all

So quit banging ya head 'gainst the wall,

And run with motherfuckin' crews banging, controllin' blocks,

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

I'm going insane cos i banging and boning your bitch again

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

U play cod n' hold the controller sideways as ur banging the guns

Although weight gets you paper, i pray you're weighing your options

I got that that banging heat headband

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

But gang banging was an absolute calamity