This is a song about "Bloods crips clips"

This private property posted so i'm bussin clips

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Make a drive by send them fuckin bloods dying

Frightening, so fucking frightening

Ur tracks mashed and done for and bloods spilled."

That means i wanna be the highest

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

10 million off of mixtapes before i drop a single

Slobs on floor, now da crips on the rise

Pussy and patron that's some great advice

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

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets

And the v12, that's on various trips

Noise like lil girls with curls n clips

With gats, extra mags and clips

3m's on my new balance