This is a song about "Crooked teeth"

Like being garbage some type of disease

Gnaw on your jaw with my shark teeth.

Snickering and smacking they gums through false teeth

Got tired of running from the police

Crooked neighbourhood, you either dead or in jail

When i'm in the dmv i hit the home wale

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

At a nigga with a piece and probably loose ya teeth

Head so big i got a crooked neck

Your heart was false just like the words you said

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

Cuz they all broken, why do ghetto birds die

He seeing double thats a crooked eye/

My balance be so tight rope

Its teeth that puncture my hope