This is a song about "Anthony compton"

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

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

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

Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck

A couple years back ain't seen my vision

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

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

The marshall mathers lp and we had straight outta compton,

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

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

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

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

Woooh, race my niggas, and i bet you never pass me like a free safety

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