This is a song about "Western slopes finest crew and finest crew property"

They talk about the foreign cars, bitches, and the finest clothes,

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

Cause i'm apart it and that's my crew

To me they define ignorance at its finest/

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

So i can see, lyrical diamonds, the finest

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

Flow motion deep as an ocean, and all for the crew

No more amore, i refuse to force you

Wearing all the finest flair

Those flashing lights seem to cause a glare

Do me a favor and come with your crew

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