This is a song about "Niggaz snitching"

Breaking mine....niggaz thirsty so they wait in line

Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time

Niggaz always wondering when the torture ends, yup!!!

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

I told ya he aint right that niggaz got problems

This high powered cell at the county jailpunk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail, what

She prances while other niggaz be, makin, advances, get your own hoes fuck

I take ‘em to the crib and leave our future in a condom

And tell where a lot of niggaz got they whole style from