This is a song about "Sai gon"

But when we scrap you gon make

Cause tears falling down make me ache

Everybody gon' respect the shooter

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Wolf gang, triple six crew

Or music you gon slang to

Detroit boy gon' fly, gon' get popped and land in novi

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Aint gon repeat this shit

It ain't like that

So we gon' pay some people off, we gon' figure it out

And when they try to get parental and start talkin' loud

I ain't make music you gon bang to

I'm after you bringing traffic through

And i don’t even think i'm gon finish

Destined to win, get respect where i live