This is a song about "Evidence"

My cred represents for my neighborhood, it's spread evidence,

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Rhythm flows straight through my blood, and see that rhythm be spread evidence,

That binds us, it defines us, there's no guidance? god? no evidence,

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try

To evidence, those presidents in office know we'll never die,

As i sit and think im thinking fuck the president kill him with no evidence

It's not rape if she liked it / she got excited when i slapped her nice tits

Not all rappers are good cause your the direct evidence.

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Obama's now elected, he's done nothing, when there's evidence,

Time to hide the evidence and clear the footprints time to be ghostly

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see