This is a song about "We don t want to"

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

In fact, lemme pass the mic to man big t"

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

And you make the flowers sing say turn green yellow

Huslin' erday to that dah only sh*t that we know

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

Don't we all want to live, be loved, have our mouths fed,

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

Of everyones time, we want to build diffrent kind of rays

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

I’m tryna be low key to keep my self out of t

People riot and destroy, but we ain't done cause we want to destroy

Accountable for a half a million unaccounted for... boy

But if we want that, then we're gonna have to pray

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea