This is a song about "Belief"

New comers are coming harder than you can even believe and smarter than belief in its own noun

And fuck trying to get with these crooked ass hypocritesthey way they see it, we was meant to be kept down

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

Thats my belief, and imma stick wit it like my semen when i hit it on the bitches

And build the beginning of better brains with a bit of belief.

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

Even in your final act, such an ultimate crime, they have faith in you, a sound belief,

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

They would beat me beyond belief.

I'm why baby mamas leave

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

People, peace is my belief, but others don't