This is a song about "Banging hookers"

And i still banging in that ghetto zone

Come on girl, close your eyes pretend that your home

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

But gang banging was an absolute calamity

All green nigga pick six

Gang banging with bloods and crips

The gang-banging and violence, is the sweetest song//

Baby soon as we get home, it won't take us too long

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

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

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Keep it coming, booze, weed, hookers, im buying

All we need is convienient love

It's peaceful with dead hookers in brothels