This is a song about "I m a gangbanger"

Evidence shades man they go for six forty

Now i m gonna tell u a real story....

M and z collapsed into a void stretchin infinite directions

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

But they sold jello in the paint

I'm a, p-i-m-p, like fiddy explained

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

I`m a mania tic weapon, running away from this oppression

I m not making u feel that u r my dear...

Laugh at the money that's stuck in the chandelier

Yeah m a misogynist with a rapist's dialect i need a therapist i'm too violent

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

"m sorry but m future life must be pleasant and ur no better than a peasant"

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

I´m a legend, a bigger dick in a vanilla wrapper bitch.

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage