This is a song about "Forever crips"

Juicy and hot such a black bitch temper

Freebooter, remember nothing lasts forever

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

We getting money, you can face the facts

These chalance give me balance

Gang banging with bloods and crips

Slobs on floor, now da crips on the rise

Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the rice

That's not my hustle if i did i probably, would've made empty them clips from the crips

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

Pray to god that it'll last forever

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Friends aren't forever, and i sayin imma last forever, cause whenever,

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Pray to god that it'll last forever