This is a song about "Thinking life and home"

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Half the kids, trapped in this, black abyss, of criminal life thinking

Its sniper and bf gang thinking wise,

Pussy and patron that's some great advice

Thinking our own flesh and blood is innocent/

Unify them, mob through, take over and

Thinking my life is a crime

Fight for what broad, these hoes ain't mine

And when you up in wet willies, you ain't even thinking

No commentary my man, i come out swinging

Whip, plane, motions own

And i'ma call it my home

Thinking it's work and really,

Oh girl now don't be silly