This is a song about "The basket ball gang"

It's for the high crime rates for all that gang bang violence,

Of hearin screams at my concerts, me all my childhood peers

The gang-banging and violence, is the sweetest song

Niggas will find a way to tweak it till the art's gone

Staring at the crystal ball

These joints here not found at the mall

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

But i get the gang violence that be in that hood

And ball until the throne and thrall

Need a girl whos tryin' to ball

Of the rebel gang captain

I am not the only one

Magic city tipping them

I'ma ball, kill, then hit the pen

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

Because it's the third world, those dictators are basket cases,