This is a song about "Point a choppa at a nigga now ge running like a trackrace"

Living in a gangsta’s paradise

At this point im walkin' around with a knife

Now im mad at the hood like a crook

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

At my pinnacle at a point so pivotal

My style is on point like a decimal,

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

At a nigga with a piece and probably loose ya teeth

Make you walk like a penguin nigga.

Our nation have to bow, africa

They wait on my return, i am az-zahir hakim

A plan to pass this rappers like a running stream...