This is a song about "Hate and crime"

Spittin rhyme after rhyme and committin hard crime

Go like i never seen a red light shine

What about the the gun and knife, crime

I shine, you shine, so we shine

I hate you and your mother,

Hip hop's bounty, hunter

And there's no poverty or crime and you're a neighborhood,

Her body's been paranormal since buying that pair of titties, look

I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains

I hate all yall, i hate law and hate the great lakes

Plus she outrun any youngin that i've hung with

Madiba, from hate and prejudice..

We're once again in the cycle of poverty and crime,

Putting down in different projects at the same damn time