This is a song about "California dreamin"

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Got bitches in new york california and decatur

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Cold heart steady dreamin of tropical climates

Time keeps flying and we dreamin' of private jets,

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

California house in the hills, big windows no blinds