This is a song about "Crime and bad child hoods"

When i am mad, and things look bad/

No, not bombs over baghdad

When i am mad, and things look bad/

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

I do this shit for ghettoes and those 'hoods and kids from broken homes,

If i take an oath that mean i give up all my area code hoes

Even though ghettoes and hoods are part of the local past,

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

I'm back chillin with a friend of mine

What about the the gun and knife, crime

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth

On murder and the rising crime rates, pimps and prostitutes,

Hit it then i quit it ‘fore she even made the bed

Every man woman and child, dead, from a shot to the head,

And committed a crime.

Until the end of time