This is a song about "Cops gangstas cars guns shooting"

That was my influence

We bustin' like shot guns

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

With reality defeating n leaving scars guns shot from cars

Crime, cops in cars, bright lights shine, trife life,

Right flows down and they might go nice

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

While in the distance i hear passing cars

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Fuck your cars, fuck your feelings.

Real gangstas move in silence

While scheming on hits

These chalance give me balance

Without the sound of guns