This is a song about "Askin"

And what you wive me let me know that we'll be alright

Askin what i know about the struggle? 502 south side/

You're uncool like my mother kin

So until then i'm askin

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

Hey bitch,don't judge it now,really. you're askin' for your death day ya.

Askin what happened to the feelin that her and me had,

Give it to these broads,imake em soar back and all that

Outta town rapper, bitches love to hear my accent

Dont follow no blueprint soon be askin where you went

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

Am i the best? man there is no need askin.

When i lyrically diss you with my vocal cords, you say no, no, restart that flow is too much

Over infatuated with old habits thats why im askin "how the fuck is this a challenge?"