This is a song about "New gangs"

I want to make the world new

I'm after you bringing traffic through

Trying to get back to this thing called love

New targets when i see new faces

It may be not the same for you

Don't think this oppression's new,

What the fuck? gee willikers and no, i'm not drunk

New is new, don't compare to the precedent/

Or just another one of my black jesus traps

Theft of a man's chest it's like gangs test and exams

Yeah it'll hurt but go find someone new

I gotta tell you that my love is true

And gangs with specific crews, brother against brother,

I wanna be the center piece of my entire culture

I roll with real gangs stole 'n steal grams make a bitch squeal

Just let me do the talking man i know how niggas feel