This is a song about "Being dangerous"

Your mind can say no but she can't control the urges

Killing gangsters, way i'm raising ceilings is dangerous,

Dangerous tongue, sprung from rhyming words with anguish

Yo check this outi'mma tell you like this

Over 20 homes, but i need a chick

Dangerous streets, we need the guns unloaded,

Big pun and big l's lifestylez ov da poor and dangerous,

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

I've got this change of pace, i'm dangerous waste, snapping them,

Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again

I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one

These rhymes are dangerous, ima flee wit the murder weapon.

Who knew a pen could be so dangerous,

All we need is convienient love