This is a song about "Crime"

Because there ain't no coming back from that

A sly incentive with crime intended

Fighting crime like the, dark knight

Them people see my good side

She prefer the dutty wine

Thinking my life is a crime

And committed a crime.

Westside, bitch i run mine

Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line

Rap about waving a nine, doing some crime

Shoutout yo baby momma, that bitch is sorta fine

I'm callin the cops, i'm reporting a crime

Cappin' boy, cooking crack, at the same damn time

The essence of my mind, the essence of a crime

Gun crime that's run by the

You're fucking with me, nigga