This is a song about "Poverty and suffering"

But it’s hard to believe with all this poverty and crime,

Went and bought two sixty twos, at the same damn time

We're once again in the cycle of poverty and crime,

Now i'm the young one with the 9 ready to put in my time

What i'm wanting, and i'm trying to see something

And i'll enjoy your suffering, you think i'm bluffing,

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

So am i a psycho who enjoys others' suffering

Wars all the way, every day people suffering from food and water dearth,

See embraces, fall short on the numb tips of street entrepeneur fingers

But poverty and hunger are frustrating, and just know it hurts,

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

Crime and poverty? what do y'all think? we passed that shit?

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

More money to count, yeah you know i’m gettin' right

Stab my self to death and end the suffering tonight