This is a song about "Community"

Connecting with the community

That's why i'm makin' money

But now i'm in a community that supports me, so i can finally be understood

It use to be love, happiness and companionshipremember when i treated you good

You styles perish in the fabric of the community rhyme is not something

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

And i'm sure the whole community would love to fuckin' diss you,

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I mean we as black community

Maybe it's just me but i'm jealous they have a sense of community

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Some cities conceive the weirdest community of committees

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

Im hitting this white community harder than obama did

And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smokedaaamn, don't get me started