This is a song about "Guns and gangs"

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

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Kidnapping girls, killing niggas for gangs

It's odd that they say that the crack kill blacks

And my guns are directors

Oldest nation on this earth

If you're black, you're always a thug, and you have drugs and guns

Real enough to admit i listen to people's opinions

We got dat guns and flow

Ima keep that on the low

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

Had to pull out the guns and let em pump free

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Obviously oakland gangs ignore this carelessly

Fake people who waste space and shot guns

Silicone bitches got the confidence