This is a song about "Friends for kids"

It's just some shit for these kids to trash they rooms with

And if i give it to you, don't you treat me like them bitches

"no need for google, the kids a search engine"

But i don't trust anybody, yeah no one

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

I used to look up to middle-class kids for trading places,

For the family and my friends when life fades away (x2)

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

Havoc on the track boi, grab it hold it tight

Sat up for 3 days staring at the wall my friends like

Iconic rappers that gave the lil' kids somethin' to live for something//

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

In this game for so long, and i thank all the friends,

Shitting on these niggas like i need depends

In the caravan with some latin bitches

We do for the kids, we do it for our biz