This is a song about "U gangs"

Obviously oakland gangs ignore this carelessly

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

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

We rob bases if u snitch ill swing my bat at u

Or michael vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through

U hating ass nigga u a fucking jew

She fly high, high in the sky, ho i can't see you

And gangs with specific crews, brother against brother,

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

And aye ya yai dun had some bad bitches

Cause baby i got u and u know this

While my mom is in the kitchen cookin' up a meal

I roll with real gangs stole 'n steal grams make a bitch squeal