This is a song about "Strange gang"

Lookin' like a nigga just left japan

Why are you talking about your gang

Of the rebel gang captain

I told him get his 9 and run

Sorry i rap with a strange kid

After party crib full of broads all naked

But if you rupture a tendon i bet them feelings change

It was mass time, all on jesus land, almost seemed too strange

Fly bitch gang we did that

Wonder if they take it all back

To a people i don’t know, a strange.

With foreign names, valet the range

No gang alignment but i'm very vibrant

Revolvers, automatics, guns stay silent

But gang banging was an absolute calamity

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see