This is a song about "Gangs killing control"

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

Obviously oakland gangs ignore this carelessly

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

And gangs with specific crews, brother against brother,

Where i could be in control,

De la soul is from the soul

Do you get brains, did you make the honor roll

Look out below, there is no inventory control

But he don't rule a thing

A beautiful 'puffee , killing

I always stay in control

This shit has got my soul

She do it with no hands

Oh he was shot by other gangs/

Not for attention for killing

I got my wife, so fuck the ring