This is a song about "Killing people and selling drugs"

Snooping around and killing

Yeah, check the stats, my team winning

‘cuz people still remember thugs killing tupac,

Cocktails, fuckin' toss one in your apartment dog

Like a monica skinded with a madonna spirit

Gotta live your life and dreams, but people keep killing it

Love to keep bakin new pies, strapin the scrapes off the side

Quietly killing people in the night a secret in plain sight

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

They could be great people, it worsens to drugs,

Here i go again, falling in love

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

And rappers started selling out to make a few club hits,

Except for selling tree but between you and me

Double mg pays me, fuck with me, you crazy