This is a song about "Anthony compton"

I'm fed up, we gotta start teach the children

Fags from compton, socked him in his fucking chops: won

Compton it's quite common for someone to be in your face with a shotgun but

Your toes and your thighs shakingi eat it upshe said i'm ready to fuck

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

The marshall mathers lp and we had straight outta compton,

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

Im rolling into compton, unknown and forgotten, with the sign caution, on my back,

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

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

In fact i'm the one who killed radio next in lines anthony casey,

I know when you're coming babymy tongue got you going crazy

Compton burn swishers and watchem get lower than the tits on my old lady

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy