This is a song about "Chetco inn"

Easy baby. you the bomb and all, but i be damned if i do not land mine

Workin' in the local blocks, sellin' goods n' sweets, for money for studio time//

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

Eating burgers like nematodes ate spongebob's house.

I hold the title of local idol, i'll run this shit like a motorcycle,

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle

When i pulled up in that bentleytold y’all i was gangster, still somethin’ like a pimp

15 years old im colder then the ice thats laced in the local night skating rink,

It’s a neighborhood where nervously i host black friends,

Not too many options when you coming from the projects

Got racks you don’t understand

600 benz, house six hundred grand

But nothing public occurs.

We ahead of the curve