This is a song about "Ig 10"

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

No religion, putting 10 bullets in your chest

It's no longer a new jack city

Artistic individuality

They don't see my vision, grown man mission

Repetition until recognition

If you feel it, it must be real just

25 to life and 10 cents from bankrupt

Artistic individuality

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Words with wood he ig-nites,just to flee these kites

For being jealous of a brother when he rides

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

I'da stopped there but we still on 10 bars