This is a song about "Dangerous"

Dangerous streets, we need the guns unloaded,

You're fired and tired, you can't stay up like a limp dick

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Killing gangsters, way i'm raising ceilings is dangerous,

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

We’re seen like we’re dangerous and have some criminal intent,

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

"son, if you had a brain, you'd be dangerous"

Probably be dirt rich and worthless

Who knew a pen could be so dangerous,

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

My mixtape needs a warning sign attached so you know i'm dangerous,

But my angel dont need angeldust to stay dangerous

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

If you had a brain, you'd be dangerous

Your mind can say no but she can't control the urges