This is a song about "Sinful"

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

I don't like my sinful life, so i'm trying to receive

The sinful spirits of mine'll start the cycle again/

Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Sinful desire burned within like a fire

Accusing us of everything that's considered sinful

Verizon dissed me too cause i was too political

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

Funking , dope fein/ a sinful , physchotic life , a path chosen for

Sit and think sinful, so i grab the mic and shrink pencil,

See, there's a war going on and i'm the general

Sinful beliefs and shit of godliness meanings,

Yeah, glitterati, big bodies and tall swings

Then there's me, alone, sick an sinful, about to show the world my ripple with this pistol

Disorders and generate horror within' recorders. i'm at my peak, my lyrical