This is a song about "Fuck the crips"

Size 9 fly kicks

Hit and miss these fake crips

Is there any love

Where the fuck the chorus

What the fuck were you thinking?

I do the right thing

Gang banging with bloods and crips

That was my influence

I know you're mad, but so what

''still standin, still sandin'' what the fuck

Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut

I mean what fuck? what the actual fuck?

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

But i'm not worried

Ugh fuck turn up the heat,