This is a song about "Community"

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

Im hitting this white community harder than obama did

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

If the rap community can learn to coexist

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

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

Connecting with the community

I'm sitting on this couch, wrist bloody

Let me rideuntil i get free

I mean we as black community

She feels a baby is the way to save her relationship that ain't nothing

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

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

Some cities conceive the weirdest community of committees

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Now i ain't mean no disrespect to the gay community