This is a song about "Protection of the environment"

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

People always told me to change, but it was only for my own protection

We live in a society forced to have protection

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

I'm the armor of hip-hop, they call me protection/

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

This track rips, a smith and wesson is my protection

Bamas surprised, deprived from attention

I had a lotta strugglin, check my environment

Drunk white girls the only way i'll get my dick sucked

Snipping the wires, no phone call for protection

Highest form of affection, physical connection

Homeboyardee up in this northwest environment

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and