This is a song about "Cribs and bloods"

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Make a drive by send them fuckin bloods dying

After pleasure there’s paineven though we're broke for the moment

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And remember what i said and

And get caught, in the moment

You're talking to one of the greatest

Ur tracks mashed and done for and bloods spilled."

Grab the scissors and saws and

This is something different

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Ima bosscall me ah a skinny rick rossflyer than a sworm of moths

And burn you so bad bloods ask "you ok cripple"

I function with you and you flaunt your pistol