This is a song about "Grub gang"

So if i talk down to a man

But never once in a gang

Nigga, fuck you. yeah, just you

Branko brothers gone and gang wars too

Flyer than the rest of ‘em, i hold the beat to reinforce

Some go to country clubs, while others grub, drown at liquor stores,

Focus on getting educated, not gang affiliated,

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

You ain't more street so go suck your mother

Driving around like gang bang gang gunner

That shit was wack as fuck

Cause that jizz is your grub

It's for the high crime rates for all that gang bang violence,

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Magic city tipping them

Of the rebel gang captain