This is a song about "Compton"

Im rolling into compton, unknown and forgotten, with the sign caution, on my back,

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

Compton burn swishers and watchem get lower than the tits on my old lady

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

The marshall mathers lp and we had straight outta compton,

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

Fags from compton, socked him in his fucking chops: won

Now this counselor is trying to tell me that i'm emo, she don't give a fuck

Compton it's quite common for someone to be in your face with a shotgun but

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

Anyways give it up the capital the nation