This is a song about "Crime fighting"

Fighting vicious like please

Got her going down, no teeth

Gimme mines, i really rhyme

Thinking my life is a crime

Its should be a fucking crime

I'm like sorry ma, this not the time

I am peremptory divine do treachery n crime

Cause hype gets you rick mirer'd every single time

You ain’t rapping you're fighting

Bun b, i’m underground king

This is how i committed this crime

Oh, i was raised by the stop sign

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Fighting crews arrive running right rampant

You just keep on fighting

I'm doing the same thing