This is a song about "Generation 2000"

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

On this prom of the year 2000 added lonely thirteen

To win today would just seem like a lavish dream

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

'cause we're the mcs of the new generation

Got me rushed to the station

Of the next generation...

My talent should take me places i've never been

Nothing compares to the beat generation

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

Called it new generation and lickety split,

Do you see the generation that we've raised,

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Okay fuck this generation, we have got no designation,