This is a song about "Money violence"

I spit that 1980 pryor, that l.a. '92 violence/

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

It’s an endless cycle, of drugs and violence,

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Its the circle of tyrants and the circle of violence,

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

I dont sing on beats, i rap about violence.

No squeaky clean scenes of ghetto violence is,

The tooth fairy blow me, swallow don't shit this

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

Unnecessary violence just wildin for attention

Combine violence, silence, phonetics

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

My blade hungers for an end to its lonliness of violence

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings