This is a song about "Gangs deaths"

I'd give anything to get him off deaths list

Now i’m armed and i’m fayetnam’s finest

But i don’t knock you i just blame it on your old head, rats

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

And as for us, we was different though. things have gotten difficult

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

Obviously oakland gangs ignore this carelessly

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

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

We den turnt it up now it's at the max

Oh he was shot by other gangs/

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

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

Sent to their deaths by the vicious power brokers/

I refuse to be another being on this earth