This is a song about "Drugs and crime"

Pacifists yak and chunder, they thunder this is a crime

Rock an ap and a rolly, at the same damn time

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

My daddy drank and my momma did drugs;

What about the the gun and knife, crime

Still selling boy and girl, at the same damn time

Lots of drugs and boos in his cup

It's not making sense to you right now but

Ready to rhyme and make it like a crime/

Just the perfect time, just to master mine

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

But now i know why drugs and alcohol

But i got two platinum artists, at the same damn time

Spittin rhyme after rhyme and committin hard crime

Who's on my line

And committed a crime.