This is a song about "Cribs and bloods"

And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

Social conditioning and

What i do, through and through and

I fear no opponent

And their bloods trying make it work.

Rappers please step forward

Got thugs after me like the bloods,

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

And we crazy, homes

And nasty remains and bones

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend