This is a song about "Crime against me"

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

They label me a discriminanter so they discriminate against

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

You can form coalitions against me...

See that, that is the truth even against me

Look it something they can't ever see

Conspiring against me hiding your crest g? citing me i'm blessed

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

Its insane, to think you have a fighting chance against me/

You reflect in this heart of mine

Dont tempt me to commit a crime

We the 93 chicago bulls baby

Fucking everybody raping against me

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

You are gonna look like a loser, when you go against me,