This is a song about "Crimes and punishment"

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

As mine combine bars as if i commit crimes/

Hoping wes snipes make my life a bit different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

I will fracture to a fraction

When my crimes causes such a reaction

Bring the battering ram where you live

So how can you bring these crimes

When i get my hands on nines

To get money you commit crimes

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

Living underground like a godfather buried alive

I been slapping da hoes and committing some crimes

We will never die, we are forever alive

But since whitley gilbert and jada pinkett my world been different

My mind is full of nothing but words, but nothing refers as the punishment