This is a song about "Fuckin snitches"

And snitches be getting hunted like some witches

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Snitches, get left in ditches, there 50 bitches, spit so fast my lips need stitches

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

You fuckin dictators

You just trynna be haters

Although thought that we would grow

You were my fuckin' hero

Running with no fuckin shoe

I was twelve when the gunned you

Snitches in ditches with stitches will hitch hike so listen bitch,

Lot of intuition, i ain't never finished college

You try to call the cops a new snitches on the market.

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit