This is a song about "Crooked i"

That was six years ago, whips come from japan

Yeah i think i can.. no i know i can,

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Wakin up with a crooked smile but aint shit outchea funny

But i swear i don't bite,

Whether you wrong or you right

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

I regret how i treated you

The crooked path i follow, i wish upon no soul.

Fuckin' voices follow me, emulatin' like twitter roll

You know i am not gon stop

I though i was red hot

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo

The cops dont do nothin because they crooked too

Private flights, bookin' 'em, crooked, shinin' bright,

If you something like paid you can fuck tonight