This is a song about "Carlos vaqe"

I'm sick of the writing, no' mo' typing, i'm clashing like a titan

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson,

So listeners give up your ears, it's your hero

Can't wait to take this shit to san francisco

Or more white cons than up in san quentin/

Back with my heart and i'm venting

Knowing, i can't stop it he's overflowing, hoping his sorrows

Holdin the choke and taking 2 hits than passing it to my nigga carlos,

They tripping cause i keep it locked down, san quintin!?

This player gonna leave yo ass limping

Cause san jose shark in the water and im hungery till the deal

And tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real

I'm raw as serena williams bitch and you're just venus.

I'm goin hard and i ain't playin like sega genus,

Prince williams ain’t do it right if you ask me

Sort of like socrates in a prada tee