This is a song about "Safe"

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

No one's safe from my inner maniac/

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

Im weak, so are you, think your safe when your just confused

So i'ma take the safe road home n drive slow,

And you make the flowers sing say turn green yellow

I work.. and the weapon is off safe

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

And kids spend their lives in the cells, and we're best safe,

If he don't show up, think i can take his place

In the city of angels no one is safe

Yeah that girl is thick, top heavy for days

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

As long as my heart pumps a beat true hip hop will be safe