This is a song about "Guns in the projects"

Ayo baby, tell your friends... to get with my friends

All my nigears r in the projects

Without the sound of guns

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Prospects to rule the projects, process is complex

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though

And the middle of guns and in the middle of lies so

Showered in your objects you don't know about the projects

Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends

Guns in the waistband, blunts in the pocket

I bagged it up, put it on the block and couldn't flip

Fire your guns in explorer as it stands as the battle field,

But i told my self "don't falter dawg, you know you're a beast