This is a song about "Call from the homie in my crew"

Get a call from my mom, one love/

Yo, bubble gum that reese's pieces

Damn shame niggers in my crew can't bang

This the land of the white man

Me an my boys we the triple six crew

Watching for the cops that's moving through

I live in texas red white and blue, playin soccer come at me and my spanish crew

But i was plotting on you, i really wish that i'd have got to know you

So what on earth could i do, apart from sue the crew

Niggas plotting against you, hate you but never tell you

But it was a miracle, i ran for miles and met my crew in the kitchen

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

I love it when it's girl upon girl with one manay, put your butt on my mustache, fuck that

Call this shit inappropriate. the fact is my rhymind goes from now to soviet.