This is a song about "Having to do crime"

They know they shouldn't touch me like the third rail

This verse leaves you having to read braille

I'll tell you baby that we're through

Is that such a crime to you

She loved seeing me having a hard time trying to breathe.

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

Dont tempt me to commit a crime

I'm running out of time

Crime isn't desirable, all i'm trying to do is exploit,

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

That was closest to me having a family

Did the best i could, raised in insanity

All the bullshit ive been having to deal with ive had it

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

To say whats on my mind or commit a silly crime!

Getting head counting bread, at the same down time