This is a song about "Crip s"

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

It´s the battle of life

And when i start to rise

Stepping out fly shit, straight purple cloud shit

The outline which you n****s out dated

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

But i don't trust anybody, yeah no one

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed

S on my chest like a superman vest

Crip on the run, nipsey hustle on the gun

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Body 2 body baby, we gotta do this right

Back to lex luger, you are not a crip tonight,