This is a song about "Pain gang banging dying and family"

And of course, lets give cred to devun for dying

Abroad flying and bar buying from broad writing

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I've got health and family,

There's children dying and i am crying

And my only fear's a wedding ring

I'm going insane cos i banging and boning your bitch again

While syd is telling me that she's been getting intimate with men

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

And run with motherfuckin' crews banging, controllin' blocks,

Its sniper and bf gang thinking wise,

Becoming someone you don't recognize

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Gang banging with bloods and crips

And i still banging in that ghetto zone

I date a white girl soundin' black on the phone