This is a song about "Gangs and gangsters"

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

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Call of duty mode with these verses, lot of kills

Rap skills when i cap kills like gangsters with nap pills

Discerning gangsters see, burning bangers to sling, all of these mics happily,

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

My desire to never fall leads me to hitting walls

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Gangsters are pussies and thugs are lame

I was so sincere like nas first name

To all the frauds stop faking, relax

Oh he was shot by other gangs/

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

She said look ma, no hands and no darling i don't dance

After pleasure there’s paineven though we're broke for the moment

Vest i waz 13 making pussys take there last breath..i fuck with gangsters and