This is a song about "Crooked i"

The cops dont do nothin because they crooked too

And if i gotta settle for a piece of you

Wakin up with a crooked smile but aint shit outchea funny

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

My bitch got the tendency to put it on the scale

Crooked neighbourhood, you either dead or in jail

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

The cia introduced the cocaine, it was crooked rough,

I know thats what i trust

And get caught, in the moment

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

While ruthless kingpins (rush to the top) with crooked winnings

Wolf gang, triple six crew

I regret how i treated you

I go in i go hard i go ham, i don't stop

Bout peppermint schnapps in junior high hit the block