This is a song about "Crooked nigga too"

Shook ones get crooked funds for being wack

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

How is it that little nigga like me made it too my dreams

Hopin' that my niggas see

That nigga too dizzy

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

You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

He seeing double thats a crooked eye/

Bll clinton pimping, always with a monica

Im too hard. da rap version of bernard hopkins. nigga

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

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

You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow

But its too late nigga im letting them rifle shots go