This is a song about "How wrong family violence is"

Niggas talk a lot of shit, but that's after i'm gone

Send the heat back if what i'm spittin is wrong,

Nigga still tired so i'm yawnin, and now i'm gone

Nd get high till reality is wrong

Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run

Violence is a sin and let that be a lesson,

The gang-banging and violence, is the sweetest song//

Find your number in my phone and don't know what be goin wrong

You were right here all along

Said everything i do is wrong

Sometimes i smile and act like nothing is wrong,

We buy out stores till its all too gone

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

Didn't yo mama tell you that is wrong

I'm that nigga that leave violence prone like signs of domestic violence is on

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon