This is a song about "Peoples"

Into peoples life's who are peaceful,

Now most of us be rootin' for this evil

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

I gotta do it for my peoples with a child that's famished

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got

My peoples sale rock, & cell blocks, got us shell shock

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Run around like a bogus copying peoples raps expecting em not to notice

Pour my beers for my peoples under the stairs

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

When you spill out hits

That sits on peoples dicks