This is a song about "California"

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Got bitches in new york california and decatur

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice

California house in the hills, big windows no blinds

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

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

You better choose. california queens

Can barely walk the city streets

California girl, i'm feeling right at home

I woulda done anything for my own

I'm so over cryin, waitin and hopin playin the blame game

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

I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

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

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for