This is a song about "City banks cars and video games"

I caught a felony lovin the way the guns blow

The money, cars, and clothes, the riches and dough,

Oh girl now don't be silly

And for 20-spat about the city!

To be great, i'm giving it all it takes

Okay, okay, times up, no more fun and games

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

You'll be missing work, and switching lanes, and hitting cars,

With your friends and get blazed, talking about bitches, or playing video games

So i gotta show that i came to set every-body on flames

Dreaming about the cars, clothes, bitches, and hoes,

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

Banks fail and get billion-dollar bail-outs, it's sad to call it,

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

Im white, stable, play video games, what the fuck do you expect