Never let another rap n***a hit it from back or the front
Misogyny and h*mophobia, guns and crimes and
While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines
To all the painful wounds i salt on all the victims of my crimes
To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free
So your crimes are that you picked royalty over loyalty
Their next crimes will be deflected
You gone make me flip then split your sh**
I got a line downstairs ma, i'm in the grind
Master of homicide crimes, but never once fined
Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes
Lost men on front lines, crossed by unjust crimes
We sit back and relax and watch 'em make violent crimes
And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live
I will fracture to a fraction
When my crimes causes such a reaction......