This is a song about "My crew crazy"

You can be my crazy wife

Sky high, iced out paradise

I'm everything that they call nice

You can be my crazy wife

You need more grease in your hair, so they weaves you

Me an my boys we the triple six crew

He pumped reeboks, his uncles pumped packs

I got money my crew and all the fans

You know my crew can never lose

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

When i get to warwick avenue

Cause i'm apart it and that's my crew

Yea my crew vexed, crew vexed

Or call you up, or send a text

I'm hoping that this letter reaches you

So i made my own family, my own crew!