This is a song about "Dis my niece"

Fist first, i'll protect my niece or nephew with my knuckle

Every since then our whole city been horrible

In 2 to 6 hours

Before dis nigga pounce

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

You never wanted dis to happen but det was your courtesy

You gotta breathe and be at ease

Then find your daughter then fuck your niece

Say you through will all my foul ways

Cause dis iz ma turf, ma base

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Now fck with dis rhyme pace,well u can never catch me in dis race!,

Blow up on this society

Hustle for dis country money