This is a song about "War and violence"

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

Violence is a sin and let that be a lesson,

It’s an endless cycle, of drugs and violence,

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store

I'm on a playground, and i'm looking just to start a war.

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Its the last prime to death, and we screaming out war

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

Everybody judge you for being something, never can get free from the hate and violence

Some old bitch that we did before

Come and get us you prepare for war,

Used to be at the bottom, tell ‘em it wasn’t for long

The gang-banging and violence, is the sweetest song

But i guess that shit's just tough love

War between poorness and richness