This is a song about "Carl cizzle compton money facebook"

That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win

Gift and a curse, the center of attention

It’s ironic how i drop some dough when i got them homer simpsons, look

With all this hatrid, you still got time for all dat drama on ya facebook,

Im sayin one night my love is like that

(blind..shit) and ''carl-c'' when they won they deserved it

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

Posting a pic, get facebook likes

Email too, facebook, aim, everything gone

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn

And i make music for the fuck of it, no fame

No bitch ( carl c ) don't rap a dame

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

We know about our facebook