This is a song about "Punk nephew"

If you ever feel alone and

He was acting like a hardcore punk

Even snoop dogg would be ashame to call you nephew

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

You get the picture? i hope not cause i'm no punk

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

Sorry punk you just met raps first youthful maestro,

Counting 100 grand i pulled it from my last show

What the fuck? gee willikers and no, i'm not drunk

Dropped out of high school to be a dope head punk

All the while my mom askin' why i'm truant at school

The fuck is up, nothing punk, you think that fucking you're cool

Shit i'm about to murder this punk

Real nigga, pardon whoever feel different