This is a song about "Crips and bloods"

Fuck you if you feelin' different

Social conditioning and

Make a drive by send them fuckin bloods dying

Get loose like a jew when i do rhyming

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

Threw the sack to his lil' niggas workin the set

And like a bloods point of view, i'l have you seeing all red!

And inhospitable,

Lady at the frank stand will

Got thugs after me like the bloods,

Good kids make bad grown ups

They bringing me fish and chips

Hit and miss these fake crips

Life should be like this, no bloods or crips, just a good night kiss,

I keep it funky with my misses, fuck these other bitches