It's so ill, pop no pills
Straight Henn' a toast to Nipsey , now on to fake friends
Tina best friend husband fucking her cousin
Her cousin, she think her baby by Tina husband
But Tina had a miscarriage by me
Ten months later, Tina had a baby, it's deep
Soon the whole hood to be related
Like an African tribe, misplace mis-situated
13, she's already ripping
So whoever daughter she is, you about to be in grandpa position
And pot, no pot to piss in
Man, stop and listen
Your man from the sand box, he on the stand snitching
His John Hancock got 'em lamb chops, what is miss'in?
Home exonerated cause he cooperatеd
I peep the bullshit coming, the streets taught me
And in abundancе, now my circle a hundred