This is a song about "Gang violence and the streets"

But it ended up changing the world into gang related violence, bang imitated righteousness,

I'm trying to make a profit out of living in this sini'm in the dark getting buzzed, looking for some love

It’s an endless cycle, of drugs and violence,

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

It's for the high crime rates for all that gang bang violence,

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

I'll stop the violence, you left me crying just leave the streets quiet,

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

Man i carry on tradition and the essence of streets,

Weed smoke, booze and violence

Without the sound of guns

Runnin' up all the streets and bogs

Can't see his son shine like the four tops