This is a song about "Glocks gangs mrs loroep"

Pray for peace with the babies, they a beast in the summer

And gangs with specific crews, brother against brother,

Lyrical manslaughter off you and your mans

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

And to my soldiers rocking green in the country

Obviously oakland gangs ignore this carelessly

Secret missives to the mrs

So i gotta spit to this