This is a song about "Kin"

It's hard to find sin in one of your kin

Stand up misses i love your ambition

What up girl, tell me how you been

For my like-minded kin,

Three years ago i started in this motherf**kin' game, i used to suck

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

If you bleed red then you're kin,

Double mg not to mention

Might clap ya kin folk, its simpo, ya family don't matter/

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Smother it with butter and cook it for my next of kin.

Everybody finger point in your direction

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

I'm the next of kin, the sinner of sin,