This is a song about "Survive by drive bys and gunshots"

And i hear them gunshots ring out!

Get yours; you know what this about

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

I do drive-bys in lincolns, they're all rented and tinted,

My teacher said impossible but i’ma fucking try

I was in a drive by, killed the lights like a pro as i glide by,

Sky high, iced out paradise

Had no ambitions and no drive.

But usually i'll do a drive-by screwface at posses

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

Had to escape the life

Had no ambitions and no drive.

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

Take their advice and this battle you wont survive.