This is a song about "Gangs"

All i’m hearing is aids, i ain’t deaf in my ear

I roll with real gangs stole 'n steal grams make a bitch squeal

Theft of a man's chest it's like gangs test and exams

Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them they chance

Oh he was shot by other gangs/

In that pretty red dress, let's dance

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Couldn't be better. i'll admit to planning this, but these gangs are all on my shit...

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Obviously oakland gangs ignore this carelessly

When i arrive the whole town gets sunny

Obviously oakland gangs ignore this carelessly

In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps

‘cuz they choose colors of bloods and crips in gangs,

U'll get shot by gangs of cops for attempting rhino poaching

If i ain't the dopest then joker's either lying or smoking