This is a song about "Chrissy thompson"

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

Trayvon martin, jordan davis, rodney king, racist cop shit,

Phony is unfocused no mercy on the street

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

It's like you grew up on drug street, from jump street

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

You forget this shit comes from the street

For the low that nine cheap

If you saw me on the street

But at the same time i pull out an m1 abrams tank, see?

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Yeah i know we never got to meet

When dudes cheat, introduced to a new street,

I ain't looking in her eyes but her face

Ill have miles davis come from the grave