This is a song about "Right and wrong"

Me and juan ensurin' you that your slut daughters gone

Fuck that kids a sociopath, but you showed me right from wrong

Harder niggas try to hate me, they be lovin’ this side

He's telling me what to do, and what's wrong and what's right

Whether you wrong or you right

Throw your hands to the sky tonight

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

And the right eyes (or: with the wrong eyes)

You can call me wrong but that doesnt make you right,

‘cause every mother’s day needs a mother’s night

Gotta protect yourself from what's wrong and right

Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light

Your pride is sticking to you there is no right or wrong

I know the world gets cold and the days get long

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

Whats wrong is right, they have no doubts