This is a song about "Helicopter chop yah boys down coppers dogs"

Am like wolves like battling dogs but

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

Another dead woman,another bad boys

I should have been named joyce, so we can rejoice in my choice,

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun

But lil yah-yah was stubborn, yo he did not listen,

Caught up in the system. running from the coppers

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Call me michael vick i go down behind my dogs

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

My city animated in blue lights i illustrate pain from helicopter devastation

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

I keep the crowd nodding like churchill dogs,

Look it something they can't ever see

I remember,yah, it was saturday