This is a song about "My neighbor"

This thing that you could imagine

Grab my knife and my gun

So get your glass lift it up in the toast position

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust

My streaks my testament.

20 racks really thats sneaker money

That is my wish, my fantasy.

He just get her bigger bags

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

And i can't even look the other way

So whos yo neighbor? well i know it ain't kobe/

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

"love thy neighbor as thyself. there is no commandment greater than this."