This is a song about "Gangs and life"

You test, and i might just bring the opposite of life

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

Yeah, i'm 18 and i'm just startin life

Never wanted so bad for 2pac to be alive

No top on mine, niggas gonna hate, man fuck them guys

Autism and anxiety have riddled his life

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

It's like when we would cypher they raised and gave me life,

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

And welcome to his fuckin crazy ass life,

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

Obviously oakland gangs ignore this carelessly

And everythings mellow when you high off life

I'm everything that they call nice

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

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks