This is a song about "Life in gangs"

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

Obviously oakland gangs ignore this carelessly

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

Imagine life in a maniacs hands,

How if you arnt in my life

I'm everything that they call nice

I used to have a nine to five

I've never smoked in my life

In real life an outcast,

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

In the devoid of life

... club, we'll be actin' real nice