This is a song about "Fuck the crips"

But memories make me say what the fuck?!

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Fuck the dea and fuck the feds

Hey your honor, is you kidding

What the fuck were you thinking?

Fuck the rules of this battle,

That’s only if they handle

Big stacks, no lego bricks

Hes got on some crips kicks

They ain't say that then they wouldn't be haters

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

Call on one of your girls

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

Because the government just does'nt give a fuck

Had to d up like all in a titty cup