This is a song about "Area code 559"

And i be drinking all the brown straight, no coke

Crazy mode, do you know the crazy code

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

Or decoding morse code while driving on the free road

Pistols and fines, witness the lines of grey in the moral area

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

This info locked up , code can't be cracked

If morse code is easier then this verse i will beep

Just for my sanity baby right now you need to speak

I got that good stroke, come be my mona lisa

Weird shit in my head like the 51 area

New to the area, see me on arrival

You all niggas ain't even on my level

Half my load, figuring out shit on my own the the dicinchi code,

Presidential suite and bitch, i never use my right to vote