This is a song about "Barbecue"

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

I take hunan i take sezchuan chefs barbecue it's nothin

Whole crew, roll through, got more green than whole foods

Charring fools like barbecue food when i spar with dudes,

Motherfuckin o.groll up in the club and shit, is that right

I love a barbecue with my homies, you trip i'll let it slide,

Fuck tha policewon't fly away, thug, till i dieyou wonder why i'm made this way

Barbecue meals laughing having a blasttill you met a roommate it was our doomsday

So robbing for objects of opulence ain't worth the consequence,

I'll easily barbecue your reply and kangaroo-kick your confidence,