This is a song about "Antwane and jojo show"

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

The enemies they faced, restlessly, and they couldn't show no empathy/

Shawty open your soul, pray that protools agree though

Here we go, i'm in the show, haters can go and blow

I perform concerts, and master each show

Spending money when your wallet gets low

That's what allowed this beautiful art to blossom and show,

Before you know it, she wet enough to get drowned slow

Ma mum want me to be strong and ma talents to show

Fortunado, the porsche apollo, wars'll follow

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

All i have to show for it is failure and tears,