This is a song about "Notorious ray and eddie live this wicked ways dirt in their finger tips from diging graves every day this bullets barely graze this is way they strap 9 and ak"

We did it again last king, ymcmbi don't pay for bitches

Woke up and woken from above like who is this

With this, got their planet back from filthy hands and ravaged their plans

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

Off to the rising convoy of toy-hogging actin all coy

And a "way to go" from your label every day looking boy

This stress is tough to cope, eatin and showerin wit a roach, both ways get the view

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

I can manage on my own, you can still have your perfect life

Several dead, what the hell is this? / seven are said to dwell and live

And i just can't keep living this way,

Get a glass and put chris on, yea

I'm feedin her the light just like what the chorus say

And i been hustling all day, this a way, that a way

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

This is for the kids who live in ghettoes and their broken homes,