This is a song about "Street gangs drugs graffiti"

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

It's like you grew up on drug street, from jump street

But you know women lieits like i sent my love with a text two times

And see outside the seething crime revealed in those graffiti designs

Sell a dub mix some drugs

Good kids make bad grown ups

But i’m praying in advance

Oh he was shot by other gangs/

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Theft of a man's chest it's like gangs test and exams

Leave you severed across the street

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

Including fox hill and 27th street

Wolf gang in this bitch, nigga, we six feet deep

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

But most times darling the sequel sucks