This is a song about "Strange gang"

Gang banging with bloods and crips

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

Bulletproof vest won't protect shit

I have such a strange characteristic

1-900-wale, nigga keep the change

Fuck, she already lookin strange,

But gang banging was an absolute calamity

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Why are you talking about your gang

Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang

By a gang called the police

Ima let her be by herself in peace

Hop in and let me test drive

The world seems strange at times

This should be illegal man

Fitting ya without ma gang