This is a song about "Crystal gang work prison"

Was pac right about being conceived in prison

Ok, black panamera, dash on a million

Yet i sparkle like a crystal

Never seen you as lyrical

Schools are like a prison

I told him get his 9 and run

9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son

That you just dropped the soap in prison

And that i spent the night with her

Driving around like gang bang gang gunner

Staring at the crystal ball

Wanna fuck em all

Puttin in work, to much work,

My shirt, purple label my shirt

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

I pry my eyes from that crystal glassed mirror.