This is a song about "I be i the crib"

You could love it or hate it but he was prime time

I know you seen the crib, now she sees the youngin' rhyme

We can't catch the beat

Ssc be the friend i need,

Want a crib / three times the size where i live

Only out a year, now facing life

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

But so many asian bitches in my crib it looks like i be clonin'

Went back to the crib with all the homies closed the door

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for