Yo we went from nothin' to somethin'. Being real and not fronthin'. No one was giving us nothin' so we resorted to gunnin'. Growing up the ladder not bummin', we runnin'. f** the warrants and summon from the cops. Goin' to school for nothin'. We just learned lying and hustlin' and they tell us keep coming. Keep Coming? f** for what? Getting back to a system that wrecks and really not runnin'. Ohhh.. I'm sorry, it's running. What? It's not properly runnin'. It's a conspiracy, hear me man. I gotta to be sumthin'. I can get gun faster than I can get an English muffin and the Black's church ain't saying nothin'. We are on our own cousin and I just gave up f**in'.