This is a song about "Crooks and castles"

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

The most of insane of the crooks, got my fame in the books,

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Semis rip bodies to shreds as crooks die behind rusty locks

And stop playing hide and seek,

Cause they right down the street

If i dont bag i’ll be thinking bout your ass

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

Wearing tanks and tatoos and shit.

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

I can't turn back

And like to boast and brag

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed