This is a song about "Young glo boys gang banging"

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

You don't mess with 12, my boys

And run with motherfuckin' crews banging, controllin' blocks,

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

Throw her slightly to the right, so dyke i'm kinda wrong

The gang-banging and violence, is the sweetest song

We were so young,i was a ol' skool gang member

Huh, big syke he be ready for whatever

By a gang called the police

That'll do anything that i please

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

Banging bitches on my walls

But gang banging was an absolute calamity

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Fitting ya without ma gang

She said she's never had a man