This is a song about "Were about rape"

I give him a helpin' hand, bring him out to thugz mansion

Were about sackin, crackin and snappin, rappin like 2 pac been,

Yeah i vv'd the stones, dogg, i'm into cake

Fucking up the game so bad that it's calling rape/

I knew the words were chocked inside and even knew they are about to bust.

Everybody wanna talk cause i'm rappin, they askin me what happened

Then i take a grape to slap ya face with, if you were a girl they'd call this rape

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

Boo scare you so bad you'll be paralyzed with surprise butt rape,

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

Better rape some bitches and then

I’m sick and tired of being around this murder and rape,

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state

So you don't drown, when you decide to follow

Were gonna tell you all about, no