This is a song about "California stripper"

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Take it all of for me stripper,

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

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Got bitches in new york california and decatur

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

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

Off this liquor with a stripper

You know...you know who you are

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Deep throat a stripper then hit her and quitter,

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

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain

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

Ya'll better hope 2012 really real, cause the way i feel i'mma make ya'll suffer