This is a song about "Ina"

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Rap brought me a confidence ina mind state of no consequence

Old school in my blood like a thug with a slug draped in mud drugs ina mug,

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

You work the bitch

Put a bitch ina ditch

I'm stuck asleep ina deep coma

My all gold rolly or the

What up girl, tell me how you been

Ina fucked up generation

Ina fucked up generation

Times in this crime land, my thug nation