This is a song about "Weed and pussy and gangs and murder and fuck the police and bloods and crips and riots"

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

Fuck with me you'll get smacked, get the weed and shit packed

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

Screaming, "fuck the police" like 2pac and his porn,

Cause they fear me in physical form

I'll murder mind / and reverse the time

Fight for what broad, these hoes ain't mine

Racism, sexuality, religion and murder

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

We thinkin you got em and going murder

Bloods rushin and gushin from between your eyes

They getting nice, they got some ice

Yeah i know we never got to meet

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"