This is a song about "Shank on the opp"

I use mater ta fuckin shank her

Modu, he's ready for whatever

Let's get it on like desert storm, the pentagon for steppin' on,

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

Grab a nigga and take me to heaven

Crip on the run, nipsey hustle on the gun

"hurry up, the cams on,

New message from mom

Aint doing time for a shank

And bijies like im out and

Sights set on the world and my finger on the trigger

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

And there's wet pussy on my face shake that ass

Layin on his chest in the sand time forgotten on the dash.

Every since then our whole city been horrible

All the pain all the struggle, on my brain on my muzzle