This is a song about "Punks"

I dont fuck around with no lame punks,just go ahead and say my name once,

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

Hey man so far i've been listenin to your album

Fucking checkin punks want to become a dumb

Get off of my feet, and then i got these punks from my old street

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

Now this fake little punks are trying to come at me

Whole ride hazy tell her don't drive crazy

I would speed chase but nothing is in the clear

These punks would bully me 'cuz of clothes from goodwill,

Me against you the movie of the year

These punks would bully me 'cuz of clothes from goodwill,

Before anything though, they're called bitches, punks and whores/

Music is my first, but i contemplate divorce

Now this fake little punks are trying to come at me

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money