This is a song about "Gang war"

My drive is like no one

Of the rebel gang captain

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

Rapping bout this gang a whole hornets nest.

Come and get us you prepare for war,

And i don't run counters no more

But fuck with me, boy, that means war

Sure runnin' like i'm heavy hardcore

But let me inspire someone who can

But never once in a gang

The holy war, the spiritual troops

Homey used to be a player, now i coach fools

Another day as i step out the door

A perpendicular, angle of the clout war