This is a song about "Mother smoke pain jail fighting gangs cops"

Cause right now i got my little boy crying

You ain’t rapping you're fighting

Oh he was shot by other gangs/

Man it’s the killer tracks

Obviously oakland gangs ignore this carelessly

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Kidnapping girls, killing niggas for gangs

Tryin' to make iti only got one chance

Your father sits in jail

Naija guy like wale

Haven't talked to momma since she put my dad in jail

He ain't even respect the name, he said whale

Stop or fail, this cats locked in jail

And i'm raw, fish scale

And gangs with specific crews, brother against brother,

Put that shit on whatever, we running another summer