This is a song about "California highway"

This coupe-i'm... in, highway about a buck fifty

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

To my level of hell, this california hotel,

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there

And if it's in your possession then follow the directions my dude

So i crawled to the highway of life and took another route.

You had to be born on a highway because thats were most accidents happen.

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

And to be honest i fathered a lot of brothers in this motherfucker

Back in california i've seen dead bodies end up in the dumpster

Someone driving on the wrong side, of the highway,

Like michael jackson, how you do me this way

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

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

Riding down the highway (zoom zoom)

I need a little room