This is a song about "Someone you love that died"

Iphone and ipad, air max, and my gat

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

She call a nigga too much cause she don't get enough

Slaughter someone caught up in my way, yeah you gotta love

Since you love working that chrome junk

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

You love me to no ends, but that image begins to fade,

Wolf gang, triple six crew

And show you that i love you

Dressin' down like a villian', but only on the block

It messes with your head, it makes you someone that your not,

I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast

You starting to understand, that i love contraband

You know that i love you

Why we gotta argue