This is a song about "Niggas now days"

Then ask me for a hand out now these niggas relying on me

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

Now i'm in the rouger way and niggas lookin funny man

Bet they all will tune in, so i'mma do it bigger than

Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes

Now i know my wrongs from my rights, days from my nights

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun

I ski on your niggas, now the zombies awaken

I hope we see the light before it's ruined, my ghetto gospel

Now all he does these days is sell beats and drink the whole bottle

So much black on it look like i'm mining coal, call fire control,

Now and days you finish up work and you coming home alone, you pack a bowl