This is a song about "Crime is on my mind"

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

My life is on your chessboard !!!!! man do you even have mind to play that game

I exited my room, i had death on my mind.

Puffy got a mansion, bitch i got the same damn kind

My dawgs got rabies, they bitin each otherand it ain't hard to find a friend like mine

All my life ive been around crime, niggas sellin a dime, to pay rent on time,

Word spreads fast that your knees spread quick

But logically my mind is slick,

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

I'm focused on your actions, my mind is never absent

My mind is way to clouded to think,

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

No time for the chick who fucked the whole mankind

He goes to school with the same thing on is mind

Running hip hop like 'pac in his prime

Thinking my life is a crime