This is a song about "The dangers of gangs"

The disease of the wordsmith hidden inside of the mist

Whoever want it, they better note that i’m so focused

It's odd that they say that the crack kill blacks

‘cuz they choose colors of bloods and crips in gangs,

Cause my thing something vicious

Cause america the terror of,

But we still real brothers

Shaved of the face of the earth

Lyrical manslaughter off you and your mans

Kidnapping girls, killing niggas for gangs

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

I'm a victim of the money, of the cash in the hundreds,

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Obviously oakland gangs ignore this carelessly

The name of the game is

It’s official, she my misses