This is a song about "Fuk a snitch"

Rat n im arrested, snitch yull receive a disease fucked n grieve hiv rubber please?

No matter how low you go you're not lowlyand i, hear that you made a few enemies

Face still dry, wasnt born wit shit fuk ya slice of pie

Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die

You ain't rich, you're a snitch, and you broke nigga,

How beautiful are thou, africa

So you can thank the little unfair snitch,

Fuck you faggots, i'm with a fat bitch

Money will made ya a snitch,lier and motherfuckin' snake

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state

So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook

Lifestyles of the young and the broke

Don't fuk up today. that's not the code.

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

Dish you out without a doubt or second thought as though i forgot what you did snitch,