This is a song about "Farewell address"

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

He gave his address, and she agreed to go meet him

That's the shit that we address, admire how we talk about it,

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm thru with that shit

Step and creep the rest in sweeps as i address the bleach

And we gon' take it do max but i don't know screech

Concerns of which i am about to address/

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

"here's my address, meet you at my place at eight"

I address these issues so you and me are agreein’ both,

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

And bad bitches give me head and tell

Ya i'm done so farewell

Watching for the cops that's moving through

Farewell adios i grim reap you