This is a song about "Fam dod"

When i'm taking a wrong turn my fam puts me straight,

Our vision never changed, we self made

Drive by ending your life having your fam wondering why

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

I recognise real no saying where fam ends

Not too many options when you coming from the projects

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

I change my whole approach fam damn the dark side of this man will be truly

Kill you, the fam and your crew, this is how an mc do

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

And by team i mean fam, 'cuz i miss them the most,

Since we begin, i'm a twisted man, my fam will never understand my plans.

When timbo is in the party, everybody put up they hands