This is a song about "Bloods and crips"

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

Everybody and their momma gon' chant this

Life should be like this, no bloods or crips, just a good night kiss,

Got to the end of the tunnel

And inhospitable,

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Not a nigger, not a blood, never been witht the crips,

There's no answer for it, these rhetorical lyrics

Hes got on some crips kicks

Big stacks, no lego bricks

You're reaching new heights, and i ain't kiss you just a little

And burn you so bad bloods ask "you ok cripple"