This is a song about "Compton"

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

Kamikazehoping that none of the spies find methat's why we bye bye daily

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

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

But hold the beat, he ain't speaking for everyone

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

Where i'm from is a circus hope you don’t expect a fair one

The marshall mathers lp and we had straight outta compton,

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

Make the front popand hit the three wheel motion

Yeah i'm a menace, god as my witness, with this pen i'm insane, yup

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