This is a song about "Bums"

And tell me why would we just think about

Dont vibe with bums... i'll bite my tongue and rip it out

Packing a gun to punk you whackest of bums with no answers for son

While i'm layin in the coffinthe shit comes around so often

I know howard that college, but uptown has some problems

They had discovered how matter can't be broken, now them bums

Don’t let me talk about the deal ones

Packing guns, n' tackling bums.