This is a song about "A mysterious 150year old miner 49er"

You know...you know who you are

You'll find golden things like a miner

Left a 12 year old me with his whole world shaken/

Hard to move on when you always regret one

On no, you're 20 some odd years old and still a virgin

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

I say that the pool is closed

You was to young a 18 year old

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

Still moving forward like a 2 year old

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

To the old times when happiness was a dean

Women front, they get its cold

Since i was a day old,

This the land of the white man

Sixteen years old with a old thang