This is a song about "Renee"

Cold i'm no supposed to go postal as long as still with homes,

But you cant catch us homie we flipping speed bon bons

And when they killed darryl, renee had to see him froze on the ground

For money like a blood hound,i'm weighing my money it came to a pound.

Murders out in chicago, its really taking its toll

You're opposite of bon jovi, not ready to rock and roll