This is a song about "Prision snitch"

Salute me, game: invented it, and you can't get no membership, little bitch

Dish you out without a doubt or second thought as though i forgot what you did snitch,

The snitch on the block... is going to get assassinated

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm thru with that shit

The snitch on the block... is going to get assassinated

Eighty percent of kids are listening to y'all shit

And that’s a scary thing, i try to duck em good

So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would

But i'm cappin' these snitch chatting, crackheads.

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Cos that is what happens to the neighborhood snitch

Left my home alone, you can call me macaulay bitch

I never fucked that tight white bitch, because i found out that hoe was the snitch,

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

Try and say you're legit, i know that you're just a snitch,