This is a song about "Crime"

Because your committing a rap crime.

Fucking two bad bitches, at the same damn time

You're fucking with me, nigga

Gun crime that's run by the

Looking at the sky, hoping a light would shine

What about the the gun and knife, crime

Rock an ap and a rolly, at the same damn time

2pac, a poet addressing a worlda crime

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

A sly incentive with crime intended

She prefer the dutty wine

Welcome to organized crime

Oh, i was raised by the stop sign

It's so bad most everything is a crime.

Instead of living this life of violent crime

I try not to obey them at anytime