This is a song about "Itches"

Murder all you mothafuckas especially when my pen itches

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Leave you with more than stitches when my trigger finger itches

You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Itches for bitches. you fags think its all a game till i walk in and say picture

He's pale in the face and walks limb and mean and itches greed green,

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team