This is a song about "California niggaz"

And tell where a lot of niggaz got they whole style from

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

I guarantee our change whatever we go through

I stopped hangin around yall cause niggaz like you

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

California house in the hills, big windows no blinds

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

Niggaz always wondering when the torture ends, yup!!!

And i ain't shallow, material things suppress bad luck

Here's my generic expression/ pot is being grown in california/

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