This is a song about "Beta ru farksee san"

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

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

Or more white cons than up in san quentin/

Bitch i got my swag card, natural protection

Could you tell me where to go? i need direction

Beta drop the beat soon flowing out inhaling in

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

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

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

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

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

Can't wait to take this shit to san francisco

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

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

I would gasol you niggas, but i'm in no position

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