This is a song about "Return cm punk"

But he was probably from your crew, you fuckin punk

I nurture their brain, i'm moving the movement

And if you light skin you might want to be careful

Return to the source for the ultimate revel

Cause they gon want a return rain sleet hail snow

This just ain't no song shit, do this for my city joe

Afterwards return him to the dirt where the worms shit

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

A young punk hustlin,hey cops,get back!

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag

But im taking a dump on ur little beef punk

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

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