This is a song about "Crime and punishment"

Crime and poverty? what do y'all think? we passed that shit?

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Sick of seeing crime and rape and all this bitter ass violence,

And there's no poverty or crime and you're a neighborhood,

I moved you up to hills, out the ills of the ghetto hood

I want to tie her body up and throw her in my basement

As other bullies chimed in and gave me more punishment.

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

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

I’m inclined with women who come on they time

Ready to rhyme and make it like a crime/

The reason being your jealous this is your punishment,

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust