This is a song about "Best guys"

Living in a gangsta’s paradise

We on the rise, me and g, ghetto wise guys

This freaking wise guys fucked

Put the purp in the blunt

To intercept the bad guys intentions.

Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons

And it makes you feel insecure, there's no love from the guys,

My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise

You just stupid guy and hang around with stupid guys

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies

"this shit is scary guys,

I need a backyard full court size