This is a song about "Faction"

I keep traction till my faction off the slum strip.

The real muscle in the message of that

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Stop spending your life in one faction,

Faction before leave us feeble then they catch you with another distraction.

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

Don't sell out to any faction that make you billboards for the mad men

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Intersecting, your attraction faction, extracting, causing a reaction.

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

So no questions when i'm rappin i keep a steady faction