This is a song about "Gangs guns drugs"

Fuck a video vixen, they got vicious intentions

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

I’m up to six hundred bricks, started with two hundred grams

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

You can't evade my guns,

Back with a vengeance

We getting money, you can face the facts

Kidnapping girls, killing niggas for gangs

By the water, au revoir to my audience

Equalizer funds blastin' faster than mounted guns

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

And gangs with specific crews, brother against brother,

Still no drugs, guns, knives or lives lost.

Competition on the court

Of having so much drugs, so much drugs

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts