This is a song about "Drugs family fights"

//who sell drugs to feed their family

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

Drawing knives on the kids from the succotash fights,

Violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes

Skinny cracker, i don't get in many fights...

Embarazo, and fights too,

I bet that mirror gon show you

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Her only family was drugs, her future met with half shrugs

Silicone bitches got the confidence

Fights break out because of the little things

I walk with steel knights,just to avoid street fights

Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes