on the real sin Vinnie ain't on no gang shit aint ridin no mothafuckin wave bitch , all the shit they puttin out sounds the fuckin same as what i first came with in first grade kid, sharp as a blade tip set the standard for these lame dip shits since my first day in i see where u and them and they sit they just wanna be famous i dont chase fame i stay in my lane remain stiff ready to cock back and aim quick straight at ur idiot faces dumbfounded and nameless a generation of brainless shameless no patience made it the way it is trumps paying for a wall but wont feed they kids cant blame them for the state they in the tv stations bombard u with gay shit the clothings the gayest of all decades since they first let gays in bringing guns to school to play with all them shooters was masons , all them voters was racists full of hatred and anguish gangs gangbangin stay slangin on city pavement on the block all day with they pockets fulla payments drugs in the basement only place away from the slaveship till ya spot gets raided