This is a song about "Both"

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Out of control, and suck the joy out of them both,

But they both taste the same

I ain't interested in fame

Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes

Listened to both the ecstatic and black on both sides

You haters put up your guards

I'll break your bones in both arms

My nigga, its all love

I may bury both, hopeless

If i take an oath that mean i give up all my area code hoes

I address these issues so you and me are agreein’ both,

Contributing the real shit

You both be too broke to start it

As i walk down this wicked road. as i do it both.

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes