This is a song about "Beta ru farksee san"

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson,

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

They tripping cause i keep it locked down, san quintin!?

You just working with the scraps you was given

You low zero and i beat all y'all ass in a game of guitar hero

Hotter than all black in mexico, flow colder than the war with ru and us, so

Can't wait to take this shit to san francisco

I just call it …remember all the dough

Cause san jose shark in the water and im hungery till the deal

Jeah! it's like the whole bird gang's in here, like kurt cobain's was here

So well it's a spell, hell, makes me wanna shoop, shoop, shoop

Following that was the death of harvey lee by ru-be

I ain't bitter my nigga, i respect your position

Beta drop the beat soon flowing out inhaling in

My position improving, not to mention

Or more white cons than up in san quentin/