This is a song about "Shotgun robbery"

Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck

Compton it's quite common for someone to be in your face with a shotgun but

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

I'm low-income right now, i'm moving to a shotgun,

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

But momma raised me right wont be a robbery

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

See i live up in a shotgun home, niggas think they're prophet jones,

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Shotgun in a satchel in the back of the tires

So he runs through his building, leaves the shotgun behind,

One way at a time, keep the faith in your mind

Acting like its a mystery i wanna win the lottery of robbery

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry