This is a song about "Life gangs"

You make a nigga sing songs nice

We arent just against life

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

Metaphorical genis, orally spitting life

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

I write about your part in my life life life

Theft of a man's chest it's like gangs test and exams

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Double-m g up, we up, y'all just relax

Kidnapping girls, killing niggas for gangs

And gangs with specific crews, brother against brother,

I don’t know why…hey, wait a minute motherfucker

Of impactful things one can ask for

Life on a platter, life looking dapper

From an african american stance

Oh he was shot by other gangs/