In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
And I'm rollin wit a gang
And I'm rollin wit a gang
Yes, I'm rollin wit a gang
Rollin wit a gang
The D-O-V-E pro shack is in the house wit an attitude like rudish
Now watch me do this
Funky style on this track when I bring this gangsta shit
It is me, the kniggy Knight thunda biter
Funky styles that I writa
No need for a typewrita
So understand that I'm dwellin in the shack
On a Long Beach lack
With my three five seven jack fully strapped on my hips
So don't trip but if you choose to
Train tracks around your eyes from who
Me, the see-K-N-I-G-H-T down wit me niggaz
So watch we get props like water melon
Smokin on niggaz ass tellin while I'm bellin
Down the street like a shack nigga
Becuz I figga
If I stand tall and you hold a big gun wit me
And be a dub you see
Niggaz would respect this
'Cause they couldn't check this, negro
With a flat top afro
But under a dove shack cap though
But I'm gone headin back to the shack
Nigga, haha, and I'mma leave it like that
And I'm rollin, rollin, rollin on
Now since I'm rollin wit a gang
And I hand in the L-be -see
That's where you findin me droppin the T-N-T
On every block know it stop now wit me
'Cause I'm the nigga that they call the S-see two O's and a P
And I'm wicked, really really wicked
And I like stick it, and I like kick it
At the dove shack in the front niggaz got the blunts
In my mouth fools in the house
From the north to the south
'Cause that nigga that they call the Scoopa
The troopa, that nigga that shoot ya
Run through ya, like I never knew ya
Ain't nuttin to ya, this nigga Scoop will do ya
Who gives a fuck, not them niggaz with big nuts
They got my front, they got my back, they got my middle
Prolly catch me in my M-see on wheelo
Sittin on some D'z ready to make the motherfuckers bark
'Cause shit get crazy at dark when the shit's on spark
And I'm rollin wit a gang
And I'm rollin wit a gang
Yes, I'm rollin wit a gang
Rollin wit a gang
Now everybody bob your head to that gangsta swang
Swiggity swang where we hang where we bang
In the side of the city by the sea
Simply known as Long Beach
As I creep creep crawl to the back dark alleys
Comin straight from the city Long Beach, Cali
Death rate high efidence low
This is the Bo Roc gangsta from the ghetto
Therefore I really don't give a mad middle finger
The funky rap singer, that chronic high linger
Original young gangsta, yes I roll with a gang
Dividends be on large, 'cause I do chronic slang
The microphone all the way across the room
Damn, this shit's the bomb, boom
As we fly like some dubz
Much love from the dove from the dove shack
And I'mma leave it like that
And I'm rollin wit a gang
And I'm rollin wit a gang
Yes, I'm rollin wit a gang
Rollin wit a gang
And I'm rollin, rollin, rollin on
And I'm rollin wit a gang
Yes, I'm rollin wit a gang
Rollin wit a gang
The D-O-V-E pro shack is in the house wit an attitude like rudish
Now watch me do this
Funky style on this track when I bring this gangsta shit
It is me, the kniggy Knight thunda biter
Funky styles that I writa
No need for a typewrita
So understand that I'm dwellin in the shack
On a Long Beach lack
With my three five seven jack fully strapped on my hips
So don't trip but if you choose to
Train tracks around your eyes from who
Me, the see-K-N-I-G-H-T down wit me niggaz
So watch we get props like water melon
Smokin on niggaz ass tellin while I'm bellin
Down the street like a shack nigga
Becuz I figga
If I stand tall and you hold a big gun wit me
And be a dub you see
Niggaz would respect this
'Cause they couldn't check this, negro
With a flat top afro
But under a dove shack cap though
But I'm gone headin back to the shack
Nigga, haha, and I'mma leave it like that
And I'm rollin, rollin, rollin on
Now since I'm rollin wit a gang
And I hand in the L-be -see
That's where you findin me droppin the T-N-T
On every block know it stop now wit me
'Cause I'm the nigga that they call the S-see two O's and a P
And I'm wicked, really really wicked
And I like stick it, and I like kick it
At the dove shack in the front niggaz got the blunts
In my mouth fools in the house
From the north to the south
'Cause that nigga that they call the Scoopa
The troopa, that nigga that shoot ya
Run through ya, like I never knew ya
Ain't nuttin to ya, this nigga Scoop will do ya
Who gives a fuck, not them niggaz with big nuts
They got my front, they got my back, they got my middle
Prolly catch me in my M-see on wheelo
Sittin on some D'z ready to make the motherfuckers bark
'Cause shit get crazy at dark when the shit's on spark
And I'm rollin wit a gang
And I'm rollin wit a gang
Yes, I'm rollin wit a gang
Rollin wit a gang
Now everybody bob your head to that gangsta swang
Swiggity swang where we hang where we bang
In the side of the city by the sea
Simply known as Long Beach
As I creep creep crawl to the back dark alleys
Comin straight from the city Long Beach, Cali
Death rate high efidence low
This is the Bo Roc gangsta from the ghetto
Therefore I really don't give a mad middle finger
The funky rap singer, that chronic high linger
Original young gangsta, yes I roll with a gang
Dividends be on large, 'cause I do chronic slang
The microphone all the way across the room
Damn, this shit's the bomb, boom
As we fly like some dubz
Much love from the dove from the dove shack
And I'mma leave it like that
And I'm rollin wit a gang
And I'm rollin wit a gang
Yes, I'm rollin wit a gang
Rollin wit a gang
And I'm rollin, rollin, rollin on
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