This is a song about "Punk niggas"

And eat him alive i'm a c.m punk

Cause 2012 might not be a fucking legend

While the fbi or punk police be running in

Gift and a curse, the center of attention

I hate you punk, in my mind you suck

'til a stray bullet got his lungs struck

I suffocated the little motherfucking punk last night.

It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride

Trying to give them light and a message

Fascist nun and some punk bitch

He's a punk , he copies my lines when the beat drops,

My driver's out of this world, you playing bumper cars

Fake punk, talkin all that shit, you ain't rough

And i ain't never plan to be famous

You're just some ghetto punk, but me, i'm a dope guy.

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly