This is a song about "Crimes"

Dropping dimes and committing crimes

The world seems strange at times

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

We sit back and relax and watch 'em make violent crimes,

Really probably waitin' on vh1 to do a lil show called rappers wives

Spilling to my family like admitting to committing past war crimes

So how can you bring these crimes

All the time with this glock of mines

We sit back and relax and watch 'em make violent crimes,

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

Their next crimes will be deflected

Say she told her i wouldn’t shit

Paper planes, long flights

Maybe now you wont do the crimes

Trying to be a fucking legend, the man of mankind

Master of homicide crimes, but never once fined