This is a song about "Withe people s"

Told you camp lo was my favorite

I got ak-47's get ya shit lit

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

Cause now you got me hopped up on that

Or 90's, who cares, they're both bad.

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

My criteria ain't even that serious

Cause i have got "s" plus what a dog's tail does

S on my chest like a superman vest

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Clap two times if you drunk

My g"s have been handcuffed,