This is a song about "Punks"

No other way to describe the punks who got no aspirations other than getting drunk

I give you that massage, good hygiene is required i don't want no dirty junk

Now this fake little punks are trying to come at me

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Engraved a new route so you piercing punks can stay in your lane,

All this icin i'm ashamed, look like lightnin' in the chain

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

Fucking checkin punks want to become a dumb

My nigga co-bizzy virginia is back

Back onto the track, these punks always would talk smack

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

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

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

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

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors