This is a song about "Crooked i"

It was like balancing a house of cards on a crooked table,

Trying to keep his head up while his eyes are in the bible

Take my umbrella-ella and stab-ab a crooked promoter/

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

Heard you might be comin home, just got bail

Crooked neighbourhood, you either dead or in jail

I'mma punt the paper over the pussy like a field goal

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

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

That was six years ago, whips come from japan

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

But until then, i gotta do what i doand stay a crooked nigga too

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

Shit is crooked on the surface, insecure they're looking at ya,

She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock

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