This is a song about "Dangerous of drug trafficking"

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

Dangerous streets, we need the guns unloaded,

Who knew a pen could be so dangerous,

Here i go again, falling in love

Abuse and trafficking

Money ain't a thing

Like freud my style got a dangerous method

That’s why i grab so much when i'm respected

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Of becoming a drug dealer, warm-blooded killer,

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck

That i'm better than any kinda drug

Big pun and big l's lifestylez ov da poor and dangerous,

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Angry at the world cause we've been labeled dangerous

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz