This is a song about "Gangs passed on by generations"

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

We passed high school only by a couple inches

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

Misled by aristotle, not on his level yet/

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

It cook up imagination to generations of our nation

So y'all niggas can fly

But no sluts ever passed me by

Or,"why you smashed and passed,"

Got racks you don’t understand

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Obviously oakland gangs ignore this carelessly

Strength built through multiple generations of coatings and coding

It's no wonder why i go in any hood like i am knowing

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

And gangs with specific crews, brother against brother,