This is a song about "Gang banging and drug dealing"

Runnin this bitch, feel like i deserve a medal here

A sore feeling we're dealing with killings ill and surreal

And people day to day dealing with me, feeling with me,

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck

You say you trappin and you never even sold a drug,

The gang-banging and violence, is the sweetest song

Conversations on the phone til the break of dawn

And if i give it to you, don't you treat me like them bitches

Your first and last mistakes are my right because your dealing with

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

And people day to day dealing with me, feeling with me,

But now we must get money and stay from drug

I had a long day and i really wanna fuck