This is a song about "Fairenheit 451"

Malia family, we the family

Bitch i never fold when shit got bloody

Best pounce for pounce like pacquiao and mayweather

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

So you don't drown, when you decide to follow

Still writing my diary like petey pablo

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

I burst in the game dress the scene so ugly

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

Thakingpin is the man that turns the mic to a graveyard

I just tell cj keep on rollin’ that's my shorty

I'm rap infamous mic act so ungodly

I flow so sick without inhale hydro

Niggas buy ringers can't pay their bill though

I read through niggas that bluff like a tarot

I'm rap dictator like fidel castro