This is a song about "Del sol"

What a feeling of overcoming the odds

Dumb asses hide the gun in a shoe box,

Banging my flag on left side,be repping that west side,thats that best side

American dreaming, days of a heathen running up in your building at night

So the solution was hell, diluted in spells of confusin' myself

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

Time to think about dark side

I plead with em, the system ain't right

Through the tablet sheet leak when the ink spills soft,

If you thought it, it better be what you want

And i'mma hold you down forever and appreciate the effort

Got that nina on my side, i'll lay you out inna dirt

We're the main ingredients to making good love salt and pepper

I bet you like these rap niggas, ain't going to write it better

Meek milly racked up racked out

In the picture for my background