My momma tryna teach me the difference between the right and the wrong For I have prolonged periods of getting along with the people who show little affection to the confliction taking apart in the nonfiction making the moves I see the reflection politics n the starving people on the streets that we try not to mention motherfucking killing for selfish condescensions falsely manufactured and wired taking the life over expressions all the aggression for insure mf tryna show the choppas think they life is done before it started so they enjoy taking the lives of others A son of gun since he shot the gun he now on the run the name be spreading around moving around inside of the town showing up to a place you shouldn’t show your face getting stabbed in the back by someone who used to be yo man’s Dealers and money consuming the Used to be your man’s but the dealin and money gave an ego a boost enough to choose between the gang who acting up and playing around snitching and talking behind the back the weak link in the back of the mind now it be time to eliminate the Notice it’s enemy not one of the homies breaking the chain now his name on a grave