This is a song about "Mob life"

I need a backyard full court size

Protect it, with ya life

Cause my hoes in the x like they model for cars

The mass murder mob, with plots of kidnapping cops

I like rollin' with friends

I'm a mob by myself/

Playing russian roulette with ya life,

Living in a gangsta’s paradise

It gets me madder than a mob, it gets me thinkin' i'd rather rob

Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop

No wonder why when times get hard

No job, got robbed, by the mob, i sobbed.

I write about your part in my life life life

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

What we gotta do to survive

Your balls cry during bug life