This is a song about "She s in with the crew"

Liquor stores with the 40's, young niggas bite metal, shit,

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

Thinking you're all big with your little crew,

Or michael vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through

Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done

Then your crew whats up with the world today

Then some lady named billie holiday

Hope you partake when you're with the whole crew

Never mind the rumors baby this is me and you

Mercy is for the weak when i speak i screamafraid to sleep; i'm havin crazy dreams

She likes to look in my hood, she says it's the best shiny bling with all rippled beats