This is a song about "I m a crips"

M and z collapsed into a void stretchin infinite directions

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines

Not a nigger, not a blood, never been witht the crips,

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

And i know you lookin at me like you don't speak english

Life should be like this, no bloods or crips, just a good night kiss,

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Hit and miss these fake crips

Scram i;m done with you piece of shit boo

I got killers on my team that’ll get at you

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

That's not my hustle if i did i probably, would've made empty them clips from the crips

I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways

I m gonna fuck u hard and fast like i m in a race