This is a song about "Gangs violence drugs money streets and corners"

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

Pimps and thieves controlling 'em, and they patrollin' corners,

All you fucking bloggin' faggots yappin' up that extra shit

I'll stop the violence, you left me crying just leave the streets quiet,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

And dame said he proud of my newfound honesty

Surrounded by drugs violence and sodomy

Lost a couple friends, cool; nigga made a lot of fans

‘cuz they choose colors of bloods and crips in gangs,

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Sick of seeing crime and rape and all this bitter ass violence,

And violence towards others

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

Weed smoke, booze and violence

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings