This is a song about "Belief"

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

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

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

To believe an unseen perceived belief to fiendish subsidies

That's why in individuality your belief still exists

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

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

Nudies and some j six, where i’m from it’s cold

No im strong enough screaming i wanna die from belief

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

They would beat me beyond belief.

I'm everything that they call nice