This is a song about "Protection of the environment"

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

I had a lotta strugglin, check my environment

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

They say i was designed to be a product of environment/

They learned a lesson that death threaten without god protection,

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

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

I get special attention

Keep a weapon for protection

Taught a lesson with a smith and wesson you're crying for protection

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

Fuckin' teens need protection,

Double mg not to mention

And kids from the streets, it’s their environment,

Forreal, i got a pole in the basement