This is a song about "Crews"

Your crews full of pussys that cant stand there ground, whats gonna happen when spb rolls around,

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

So play away but stay awake, my crews change the game,

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

Locking the nine, load it up, dissing bitch crews,

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

And gangs with specific crews, brother against brother,

But those crews i ran with were tough and cold as icicles,

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

You'd tellin' me if you had crews and nothin' to lose,

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

The ganja is a medicine, we spray no crews,