This is a song about "Cruising"

Just cruising on the beach with ya new found father,

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

If it wasn't bad enough your labels are hoeing you

Cruising in the cique rollin' deep with the crew,

And reflect on the rap game, i came

The life of the wealthy, cruising in my plane

Word to shawn corey, and you know what i am doing

Keep that mouth up and you'll be cruising for a bruising

First i have potential, now i got them answers

Whipping and cruising abusing the curve,

Low i lost control went off the road when i was cruising

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

And it starts cruising through blue lines

Wale they call me tiger stripes

Hardest spittin’ mothafucka this side of the line

I'm cruising the dime, trying to get back to my pad in time