This is a song about "Gas nigga gang"

She ain't got a man

Fitting ya without ma gang

They talk say cool jew na the man

But never once in a gang

Gang banging with bloods and crips

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Got my foot on the gas

Right cash, pretty girls nice ass

You make a nigga sing songs nice

By a gang called the police

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bang

Why are you talking about your gang

More deadly to the blacks than hitler was with the sleep gas

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Shower you like a jew in nazi gas

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last