This is a song about "Tricky crusher"

It's no longer a new jack city

But shit fucked up and got tricky

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him

Realize i'm facing a tricky situation

It gets tricky without tha cash this hour glass not long enough

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

Tricky as arithmetic was spittin' shit in sixth grade,

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate

Shawty stay up in philly, shawty was hella pretty

Gotta learn from my mistakes, rhymes must become more tricky/