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

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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

Ask 'bout me bitch, dressed like an eclipse

Weed smoke, booze and violence

Surrounded by drugs violence and sodomy

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Its the circle of tyrants and the circle of violence,

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Just trying to decipher between violence and sex

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

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

So i guess that's where i hide my things

And my condition to start violence