This is a song about "Your niggas"

If you aint down for your niggas, then you a real bitch.

Blow my smoke out the window, dropping ashes on the bridge

And my niggas sell them keys if you can't open your door

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

And you can't even blink without niggas testing your life

Iron sheik you niggas, make you humble break your back

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

Lord forgive me i'm trying, know i ain't living right

Fuck these other niggas, i'll be right by your side

I come to find out niggas on rappad takin my shit like dont do that make your

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door