This is a song about "California gangs"

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

That's how it went down in california then i've moved to florida

Nobody never gave me shit, when i got my first chain

I'm the best in the west from california to maine

Theft of a man's chest it's like gangs test and exams

They say hip-hop's dead, i believe it's just the fans

To my level of hell, this california hotel,

I gotta make it even if heaven or hell

Couldn't be better. i'll admit to planning this, but these gangs are all on my shit...

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

I roll with real gangs stole 'n steal grams make a bitch squeal

Usually defecation, now i'm pissing in your ear

Then i moved to california was hoping to see girls dance salsa

Room service, the moon been worthless once apparent to your aura

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

I want that title but they got me fighting under card