This is a song about "Harlem renasan"

No poor family wants to see his son gone in the middle of the day in harlem

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

Even if i die, i'm gon' be a fuckin problem

Is rampant like the gambling and the stealing in harlem,

Clicks, cuz we're a wild pack of harlem lunatics!

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

Two-step - white dude's harlem shake

New york, va, dc, get paid

She blushed, the clothes came off, and i bust heri'm up now, ready to get drunk on the block

Lunatics the harlem globetrotters and there's no myths and the other guys got