This is a song about "Gangs deaths"

If i don't make that man there dance

Oh he was shot by other gangs/

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Obviously oakland gangs ignore this carelessly

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

While my mom is in the kitchen cookin' up a meal

Cause i show fur, no bikini wax

Kidnapping girls, killing niggas for gangs

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

Now you can feel itit's a potion for my niggas in motion

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

I create more deaths than nicotine

We won't do shit for it, lay back on our asses with child deaths imminent/

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

My hands are tied so i guess your deaths justified.

Shawty where your baton, racing through my mind like