This is a song about "People of my ghetto i love the way you treat me right"

Every time my mum tried to tell me the truth i was right there defending you

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

But i'm not, it's my life, i got the right of way,

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

Me i be fucking up you dignity and imagery and the way

He would end up getting shot upnow i could not walk away

But you been looking for love in all the wrong places

Slaughter someone caught up in my way, yeah you gotta love

Trickin’ shit for kids and you know i dont need no cereal

We will pave the way for the fate of our people!

Not me, i bet you remember the night

I love the way you scream scratch claw and fight

You know i love you right,

I’ll be back on the same night

No girl can take your place and love me like the way you do.

Lobster over salmon and i ain't ever tried to tuna you