This is a song about "I be in the gang"

Little scrapes, little dents - i got over

Sucka, i let the whole rebel gang fuck her

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

I may be the illest emcee to be born here in this time of the century

Yesterday i saw a b-girl crying; i walked up and asked what's wrong

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

I wanna get respect i wanna be in the grates,

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates