This is a song about "Drugs gangs and violence"

And gangs with specific crews, brother against brother,

I got that same hunger, rock-a-fella chain hunger

And my condition to start violence

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers

They grow up in cycles of poverty and violence,

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Sick of seeing crime and rape and all this bitter ass violence,

And hip-hop’s positive messages like stop the violence,

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

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

Who live up in dark alleys, and are taking those crazy drugs,

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs

‘cuz they choose colors of bloods and crips in gangs,