This is a song about "What side"

Hung by your intestines, swinging from side to side,

So we argue and play fight, all day and night

Niggas diewhen they try to infiltrate my crewwe never hide, we ride

Banging my flag on left side,be repping that west side,thats that best side

What's wrong with rhyming for the dark side,

Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight

You got ripped son, from front to back and side to side,

If you see us on the floor, you'll be watchin' all night

Not only had the fiend died

And with him by my side

Because god's on my side

And if i want to go outside

Place a bullet right up in his side

Got bitches on mollies, they rollin' all night

Cuz when the press get this verse, their sure to press rewind

Look over to my side and a bitch is what i find