This is a song about "Gangs deaths"

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

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/

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

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

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

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

3 deaths..in 1 summer goin days without noooo sleep.......

Obviously oakland gangs ignore this carelessly

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free