This is a song about "Gang wars"

It ain't hard to make money

I'm formin holy wars around me

I'm singin poems for supporters of my songs

Zealous pilgrims are gone, now it's competitive wars,

Of a wolf gang gang bang

And come back baby boomerang

Fitting ya without ma gang

Dj turn me up, ladies this your jam

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

And y’all responsible for many, many battles and wars,

Wars inside my soul, waged deep in

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

And tell ‘em that i don’t give a damn

But never once in a gang

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

Gang banging with bloods and crips