This is a song about "Niggas in chatham"

And fake niggas, better stay up in yo lane, cause nowadays

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

Slaying niggas in they sleep, buffalo bill

Loud pack, i propel. burgandy, out to kill

You niggas need an upgrade, chilling through the breeze in window shade,

And he's the only nigga in this particular grade

In a house, with my niggas, and no mouse around

Bein' a woman, a black woman at that, no doubt

Niggas bout to get rocked in they mouth.

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Niggas in the street scared

Niggas steady dieing in the shy

Three j's took me this high