This is a song about "Criminals violence"

See the way we get portrayed as criminals, that ain't honest,

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

There’s no penalty for being criminals,

Your the kind of people labeled as hip-hop's criminals.

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Today i'm here to bring the news, all just stop the violence,

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Unnecessary violence just wildin for attention

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

I can taste the salt from my tears

And my condition to start violence

Until then, my feet planted on the ground, shadowboxing my conscience

Criminals running from police doing barrel rolls and flips

It’s an endless cycle, of drugs and violence,

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips