This is a song about "Gangs and thugs"

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

All of you illiterate joe's are illegitimate thugs

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

Obviously oakland gangs ignore this carelessly

And yo young thugs be actin like tupac,

I got kicked off, i used to shit talk

A bunch of backstabbing niggas, hope the knife ain’t there

And blacks are lazy thugs on crazy drugs and welfare,

And dj's play my records cause i make the needles dance

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

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Poor black people seen as on welfare and lazy thugs,

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Daddy left and momma started hangin' with thugs.

//for racial violence victims labeled as gangster thugs

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups