This is a song about "Niggers in the crew"

For every niggers who died protesting through the streets

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

Are you against or in my crew?

'cuz they don’t smile or smell like you

Part of the crew elite

Sometimes i think, what i need

But it was a miracle, i ran for miles and met my crew in the kitchen

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

I just wanted to be at peace with you

The original crew grew too/

Seen the how-to video now he on point

Point is real things,the jas crew joint

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

Me an my boys we the triple six crew