This is a song about "Crooked people"

When love comes callin', don’t look back

Shook ones get crooked funds for being wack

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,

People steal, people die,

Till we're dumb high, dumb high

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

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

Inhale my color purple

Inhabit the minds of people

Crooked neighbourhood, you either dead or in jail

Got a whole lotta bmi checks in the mail

From the people who control to people

Porn star head, she gon’ suck it like a sequel

This crooked n' possessed world we living in

I'm bald bull to my little mac competition