This is a song about "The crips"

While scheming on hits

Gang banging with bloods and crips

That's why she in the club like fuck it, though

Enter the building through the window

Oh, you look like my next victim

Do the math, get the sum

Yeah, i'mma let the chips fall

Where the ball meets the wall

Yeah they call me gucci, but i'mma buy you louis

Life should be like this, no bloods or crips, just a good night kiss,

The realist in the game

Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose