This is a song about "California"

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

California house in the hills, big windows no blinds

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

California house in the hills, big windows no blinds

To my level of hell, this california hotel,

Baby, just come close, let me play in your hair

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

Got bitches in new york california and decatur

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

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

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

You better get her, i'm totally into my zone

California girl, i'm feeling right at home

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

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