This is a song about "Guns gangs life story"

Your life story? you had to rap a part one and two?

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

Hold it..now thank you for silence

You can't evade my guns,

And i sure aint gunna sit here and tell yo my hole life story

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

We den turnt it up now it's at the max

Kidnapping girls, killing niggas for gangs

I done put them percs down, think i'm 'bout to relapse

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

Fuck the "story of your life"

Right flows down and they might go nice

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Obviously oakland gangs ignore this carelessly

I aint about to tell you my whole life story,

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free