This is a song about "Girl breaking up with you"

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

(what up dad?) do you remember breaking into our house?

To shut people up without breaking there jaws,

Organized crime, i kill your boss

But your one lucky girl your mans here to pick you up

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

You can't keep up with me

Trying to catch me riding dirty

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

Breaking into your house with nothing more than a bobby pin.

My girl was in fact with you in a wet dream

Eyes real low, just blame it on the green

Cause everyday you be downtown with this girl on the corner.

Baby mothers quittin school, nigga now it's up to her

Amen, they say you only live once

Smashing glass pas' you fag and breaking bottles