This is a song about "Niggas cops gangs guns"

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

(sirens) "oh shit the cops"

Hold it..now thank you for silence

We bustin' like shot guns

Everything you dojust wanna let you know, how we feel

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

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Obviously oakland gangs ignore this carelessly

Sb nike's, with the grey box

And the significance of cops

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

Couldn't be better. i'll admit to planning this, but these gangs are all on my shit...

Not caring for lives, only profit and guns

And god blessed me with a lot of patience

Sorry mr. charlie won't chap dance

Oh he was shot by other gangs/