This is a song about "Tenth street mob"

Claiming i rap like i'm street,

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Now we all in the street

Have no souls indeed

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

We in the mob im the don,

Now it's time to eat

While i’m walking down the street

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

Leave you severed across the street

Your cerebellums emitting a tenth of my words

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

Always on some new shit cnn

It's like mob time we pay them