This is a song about "Gang fight"

Fifth wheel on the back just hang

Fitting ya without ma gang

You didn't see me here if someone ask you

Branko brothers gone and gang wars too

I didnt see anything except fight

I used to write rhymes, all day and all night

So i begin to fight and fight

You see dem boys sign me to the scope right

By a gang called the police

Gotta go, let her leave

You can hear it in my lyrics

Gang banging with bloods and crips

Provoke me, i'll start a fight,

Living my life like i'm living right

Rapping bout this gang a whole hornets nest.

Might as well get it off yo’ chest