This is a song about "Girls are slags"

Wishing girls would fucking like me

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

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

Rich girls don't even look at girls that was the notion

Oops, i'm so sorry

Girls looking like barbie

If i sent my dad letters

We should appreciate the girls

Cassidy your different from other girls

One can never be judged when he dress like his brothers

Girls out her talkin bout

Or know what its about

I'm just tryin to get back, to what really matters

I get jelous when your with other girls