This is a song about "F zero"

Letters are rambunctious made from f~leece,

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

It's a zero,no time to be a hero

Shawty open your soul, pray that protools agree though

You were wrong and have no f*cking invitation,

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Giving the middle to neighbors, zero redemption,

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

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

And that only consists of zero tragedy

Now i live it out

When she f***in' turns around

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

Inattentive antennae-heads giving zero attempt

Zero tolerance, hero's faltered with bad decisions filtering their conscience ness

Pass it down and still remain king,im amazing and they not even grazing us