This is a song about "Friction"

We could rub together, and make friction

Riding around without a fuck given

My rhymes result in friction,sure you need lube,

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

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

Of the blacks and the whites all together, with no friction,

My friction revisits its.. mentalist synthesis when real folks witness this//

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

Look this the joint that could get me the spins

Friction never in the pistons

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Ours in a friction that starve your affliction

The next day you is everybody target

The way i flow shocks you like friction on a carpet