This is a song about "Drugs guns girls killing the hood gangster nle choppa"

Real enough to admit i listen to people's opinions

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

But she's not alonemiss independent

No shit, he's a gangster on the mic, yea right cunt

Cause in the dope game, niggas'll die 'fore they go broke mayneanother hustler makin' major cash

Forget it its in the past memories pass i rather not rap about guns, drugs, and ass,

By killing cops and selling drugs,but what can you do?

Let's get off the phone and we can speak when i see you

You act so gangster and hood but really you're too wrecked

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

So before i have seeds gotta understand my roots

Thought he was a gangster and a pimp to the prostitutes,

These chalance give me balance

Without the sound of guns